GameplayerChapter 7
Emma, dressed in cutoffs and a light blue jersey, left the house and drove away in her car. Phelps hastened on foot the half-block distance to the Chevy, and followed. The day was hot and humid, following on after the three long days of heavy rain, and the brief dash to his car had raised perspiration that dripped down Phelps' face as he started the engine. The ancient Chevy was stifling after its long wait in the sun. Phelps had no difficulty keeping Emma's car in sight as she drove the...