Every Precious Thing

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

“They just parked at a school,” Pep said into the phone.

“It’s in the same neighborhood where Alan lives,” Barney chimed in, his voice louder than it needed to be.

“They’re just sitting there?” Logan asked.

“They were a moment ago,” Pep said. “There was no good place to watch them from so we’re a few blocks away.”

“Okay. Let me think for a second.”

The line went silent.

“We need to get Harp,” Barney said to Pep, his voice lower now.

“We will,” Pep whispered back.

“Maybe we can distra-”

“Okay,” Logan said, coming back on. “Here’s what I want you to do. Find someplace to park near Alan’s but not in direct sight. Then, if you feel up to it, Pep, I want the two of you to stroll around. It’s not likely they’ll recognize either of you, so you should be able to keep an eye on things. Barney, show him exactly where Alan’s house is.”

“Should we try to see if we can get Harp out, too?” Barney asked.

“No! It’s too dangerous for just the two of you. Promise me you won’t do anything stupid.”

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t,” Pep said.

“Okay, good. Call me the moment anything happens.”