Chapter 82: Where We Going?

Bennett turns an unexpected way at the corner leading me to ask, "Where we going?"

"The bakery." It's a short gruff answer.

"I left Tabitha and Katy at the church. Are they okay?" I ask.

Bennett huffs. "Ridge has it handled."

Katy drove us to the church, but I have a feeling Bennett's definition of handled it doesn't mean Katy is giving Tabitha a ride home. Not that I expect him to give me the full details. Speaking of things he hasn't answered. "How did you know where I was?"

He turns a corner. "Don't worry about it."

It's not the answer I wanted, but I guess it will have to do because I'm not ready to ask him for any more details. If Ridge knows Tabitha is at the church, that's the most important part.

In the early morning hours Main Street is dark, the streetlights illuminating bare sidewalks. Bennett pulls his truck into a space next to my car in the back parking lot and shuts off the engine.

"Are you coming in the bakery?" I'd expected him to drop me off out front