Jealousy Filled Donuts (A Deputy Donut Mystery Book 3) by Ginger Bolton

Author:Ginger Bolton [Bolton, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2019-08-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

The small black car went out of sight. The driver had not been, as far as I could tell, taking photos.

I wasn’t sure whether I should rush away, stay where I was, or drive slowly around the campground in case the man I’d seen was Philip Landsdowner and he was living here. If I saw him in a campsite—maybe the one with the tent?—I might learn which part of the campground to avoid.

Searching for him would be creepy, though, and I wasn’t sure about hanging around, either, in case he returned.

After a swift check to assure myself that my parents wouldn’t have much to do when they arrived besides park their rig, level it, and connect everything, I jumped into my car and drove away.

Halfway back to Fallingbrook, I noticed a black car keeping pace behind me.

Other vehicles got between us, but no matter how many vans, trucks, and cars came and went, the black car maintained its two-block distance behind me all the way to the outskirts of Fallingbrook.

I loved my bright red sports car, but I was beginning to regret having chosen that color. It was easy to spot.

And easy to follow.

Maybe I had no reason to be alarmed. Still, I wasn’t about to lead that black car to Dep’s and my home. I continued north through downtown Fallingbrook. Patios in front of Deputy Donut and the Fireplug Pub were crowded.

The black car was still two blocks behind me.

It was time for some diversionary tactics. I drove up the west side of the village square and turned right at the north end of the square. Lots of people were enjoying a break on Frisky Pomegranate’s patio. I didn’t see Gabrielle. I turned right again and drove down the east side of the square.

The black car made both of those right turns. Not only that, it had moved up and was only about a block behind me, and no vehicles were between us.

I figured I could drive around the square again and again, and the black car would probably stop following me.

I had a better idea.

I continued beyond the south end of the square, made a sharp right, zoomed past a sign that said AUTHORIZED VEHICLES ONLY, and stopped in the police department’s parking lot.

My back was to the street I’d just left. I looked at my sideview mirror. The black car sped past. I craned my neck around to see out. Tires squealing, the black car turned east at the next street.

I hadn’t been able to see the driver.

Slowly, I released my grip on the steering wheel.

Maybe the driver had not been Philip Landsdowner. Small black cars were not exactly unusual. However, if the unknown driver had wanted to go east, he hadn’t needed to drive around three sides of the square. He could have turned east at the south end of the square and driven past the fronts of the fire and police stations.

Reminding myself that the driver could have been daydreaming and temporarily lost his

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