The Archer [Book 13 of the Hawkman Series] by Betty Sullivan La Pierre

sure seemed like there were a lot of black vehicles on the road lately. It must be the “in” color for trucks right now.
    Hawkman spotted the rear end of Laura's green Toyota parked at the back. It tempted him to drive around, but still thought it might be a bit presumptuous, so he pulled behind the black Ford. He carried his briefcase with the GPS inside and knocked on the front door.
    Olly answered. “Hello, Mr. Casey. Come in. Have you met the Higgins boys?"
    "Only Joey."
    "Meet Jim and Jerry, they're John's older twin sons."
    Both boys smiled and stuck out their hands. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Casey."
    "I saw you two riding in from the field when I left your place the other night, but I couldn't tell you were twins. Happy to make your acquaintance."
    One of the boys turned to Olly. “We'll be on our way. Mom wanted us to drop off the pie for you guys. She got crazy in the kitchen and made more pastries than we can handle."
    Violet came out of the kitchen drying her hands on a tea towel. “You tell your mom, we're very grateful for her thinking of us. We love her pies."
    The boys waved. “Sure will, Mrs. King. You all have a good evening."
    After the brothers left, Mrs. King nodded at Hawkman. “How are you Mr. Casey? Laura's out tending to her baby lamb; she'll be in shortly."
    "No problem,” Hawkman said, placing his valise on a chair.
    Olly picked up a folder from the dining room table. “I got the telephone records for Laura's phone. I can't make heads or tails out of them, but I'm sure you'll know what to look for."
    "Good,” Hawkman said, and flipped open the folder. He glanced through the pages. “Is it okay if I take these back to my office?"
    "Sure, I got the list for you. I have no use for them."
    Hawkman placed the sheets in his briefcase and when he turned back around, Olly had hooked his fingers into his jeans and stood with a lowered head. “I owe you an apology, Mr. Casey. Violet and Laura both scolded me the other night for putting a limit on how soon I expected you to find this man who's threatening my women. I realize now, it might take longer than a week to find this guy, but it scared me to think about my daughter being run through with an arrow. I won't put a limit on you; just find this crazy person before he does my Laura harm."
    "I plan on it, Mr. King. I'm here this afternoon to tell your family my next move. When Laura gets through with tending her pet, I'll explain."
    "Let me get those gals in here,” Olly said as he turned on his heel and headed for the kitchen.
    Hawkman could hear him order his wife to get Laura and come into the living room. Within a few minutes, the Kings were huddled together on the couch as Hawkman faced them in a straight back chair.
    "I'm sure you're wondering what this crazy, one-eyed private detective has in store for you now. First of all, Mr. King, thank you for removing the time limit. I really appreciate it and I'm sure Laura does too."
    Laura jerked her head around and gave her dad a big grin.
    Hawkman reached into his briefcase and brought out the GPS tracker. Olly leaned forward and furrowed his brow.
    "What in the heck is that contraption?"
    "It's a tracking system. I'll put this,” he held up a small square box, “on Laura's car in an inconspicuous place. Like under the fender. It's got a strong magnet, so it will hold tight.” Then he displayed his iPhone. I'll be able to track her vehicle on my cell or computer, in case she gets into a situation where she can't contact me."
    "Wow!” Laura said. “That's neat. I hope it doesn't record my voice."
    Hawkman smiled. “No, just where your car is going. I don't want you to worry about me invading your privacy. This is for your safety only.” He placed the tracker on the small coffee table. “What I need is your permission to put this on your car."
    Laura turned to her folks. “What do you think?"
    "I think it's an excellent idea,” Violet said.
    Olly nodded. “Me, too. When do you plan on