“I had a late tow job Thursday night,” Derek said.

“I came back to the yard by way of Maple Street.”

Michael waited for him to go on.

“That blue truck was sitting in her driveway at two in the morning,” Derek said.

“She says he just visits.”

Derek dried his hands on a rough paper towel.

He looked straight at Michael.

“I drove past again Friday night and Saturday night,” Derek said.