Blue Lady
By
Dean Drabin
Published by Dean Drabin at Smashwords
Copyright © 2010 by Dean Drabin
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.
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Prologue
She turned left from Highway 97 onto Vandevert, crossed the railroad tracks, then pulled over to the right shoulder and stopped. Putting the transmission into park, she let the engine idle as she turned on the overhead lamp, then pulled the Mapquest printout from the passenger seat and studied it closely.
Yeah, that was right; Vandevert. Getting close now; only a few more miles. Before she extinguished the lamp she snuck a peek at the mirror, smiled at her reflection: not bad, really; despite twelve tense, exhausting, almost non-stop hours behind the wheel, she still looked pretty damn good. After a couple of quick flicks at her long, blonde hair with her fingers, she doused the light, and then, keeping the map in her left hand, eased the car back out onto the pavement.