Disclaimers: See pt. one
 

Part.9

     The next day, Kym found a message on her answering machine from the rangers, saying to call as soon as possible. Kym called them and they asked her to come to the ranger headquarters.
     They were waiting for her when she arrived.
     “Hi Kym,” Walker said.
     “Hi.”
     “We were wondering if you had ever heard of a guy named Roger Whitte? He was apparently a friend of your dad’s.”
     “Yeah, he went to our church, why?”
     “After your family was killed, Mr. Whitte called the police and said he knew who had killed them and why. Unfortunately,, he was found dead the next day. We haven’t found much information beyond that, but maybe that will help you remember something.  Was your family arguing with anyone near that time?”
     “Not that I can remember.”
     “Okay. Thanks for taking the time to go through this with us. We’re still looking, but we’ll let you know what we find.”
     “Thanks.”
     Kym drove home feeling good about her case. She knew if anyone could solve it, they could. While turning a corner she became acutely aware that someone was following her. Seeing the blue truck turn after her yet again, she thought through her options.
     ‘I could go home. He’s probably not following me anyway. But, if he is, a public place is the best place to go.’ She pulled out her cell phone and called Thunder Karate.  As it rang, she changed course to head to the Karate building. The truck followed.
     Finally a “Hello. Thunder Karate.”
     “Hi, uh this is Kym.”
     “Hey! It’s Tommy. What’s up?”
     “Is Trent around there? I really need to talk to him,” she was getting nervous.
     “Yeah, hang on a second. Trent! He’s coming. What’s wrong? You sound weird.  Is everything okay?”
     “Um, no, but...”
     “Here’s Trent,” Tommy handed the phone to the sweat laden Trent. “It’s Kym.”
     “Hi Kym.”
     “Hi, Trent I’m coming over there now and I think someone’s following me.  There’s no front license. It’s a blue, dark blue, GMC pickup. The windows appear to be tinted, but I think there’s a man driving. I’m coming up on the street now. Help me.”
     “I will. I’ll be waiting outside for you and we’ll see if we can get the plate.”
     “Thanks.” They both hung up.
     “Tommy, take my class for now. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Tommy gave him a puzzled look as they both went downstairs. Trent saw Kym’s car coming down the road, and a truck following. Kym parked by Trent, but the truck sped off. Neither of them could see the lisence plate clearly. Kym got out of her car and headed inside with Trent.  Tommy had just finished the class and the kids were all leaving. Kym sat on the steps to the office while the kids left. Once all of them were gone, the three  went upstairs.
    After telling Tommy what had happened, Trent turned to Kym. “Do you know why he may have been following you?”
     “No, no idea. I was just coming from the ranger’s headquarters.”
     “Well, to be on the safe side, I’m going to call Carlos and have him stay with you overnight. Is that okay?”
     “Yeah.” Trent got on the phone to call Carlos.
     Kym leaned over and whispered in Tommy’s ear, “I’m glad you two are getting along better.”
     Tommy smiled, “Yeah, we talked for a long time after you left. I don’t think it will be so bad after all.”
     “Good, I’m glad.”
     Trent hung up the phone. “We’ll follow you home and Carlos will meet us there.  Just let us get changed out of our gi’s and we’ll be set.”
     “Thank-you,” Kym said, as the two guys left.