The street was dead.
There weren't any kids.
No pets.
Empty.
It rankled.
She'd moved so far from him.
The street was plain.
Cookie cutter.
Utterly boring.
She'd lived better with him.
Seaton just didn't understand it the wayheunderstood it.
She just needed to listen to him.
And maybe...
She just needed to let him lead her in the right direction.
He left his engine running as he got out and moved toward her front door.
He smiled, feeling a little better.
No security cameras.
Still, he'd changed his car to avoid being seen and recognized.
He had an Audi now.
Something more elegant than before.
Seaton would see that he was making changes.
He took out his phone and put in a call to his attorney.
"Hayes? Yes... I need some information."
He heard his attorney sighing on the other end of the phone call. "What's going on? You're not going to do anything I have to report to the police, are you?"
Daryl grinned, but he only did that because he couldn't punch his attorney through the phone.
Busybody.
"I just wanted to check and see if there was any updated information on Seaton."
"Your ex?" His attorney's voice sounded tight. "It's really better for you if you don't even think about her."
"You're not my mother, Hayes."
"I'm not trying to be your mother. I'm trying to keep you out of jail. And you need to put any thoughts of your ex firmly behind you."
