that. She was thinking about Lenny. Lenny Hostetler had been plenty angry with Harriet Martel for helping his wife and kids escape their life with him. Maybe even angry enough to cause her harm. But so far they hadn’t been able to locate the guy.
The Boston PD had even put a tail on Darla Hostetler and her family just in case Lenny had the nerve to seek out his ex-wife, but it had been weeks, and the Boston folks were starting to squawk. Lenny hadn’t shown his nose in Massachusetts, and maybe he never would. He’d had plenty of other women on the side, women who had been contacted for information regarding Lenny. Women who had been willing enough to help, given the way things always ended when it came to Lenny—badly. Unfortunately again, none of them had been able to provide much help in finding the guy.
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