She left the garage and went back to her car. For a time she sat thinking. She could not make up her mind as to her next move.
While she sat debating, George Brunner came out of the building. Without noticing Penny, he climbed into his automobile, one of the latest and most expensive models available, and drove away.
"I wonder where he's going in such a hurry?" Penny asked herself.
She decided that it might be worth her time to follow. Quickly, she shifted gears and took after him.
Without being aware that anyone was trailing him, the garage manager weaved from one street to another, gradually traveling toward the poorer section of the city. Penny had difficulty in keeping him in sight.
"What a silly thing I am doing," she told herself. "I think I'll sign off and go home."
However, she could not resist following the car a few more blocks. Her patience was rewarded. Presently Brunner turned into South Lake Street.
"I'll keep on a little farther," Penny decided. "It may be that Brunner is perfectly honest and above board, but I have my doubts. I think he'll bear watching."
She was not greatly surprised when the garage manager halted his car only a short distance from the tire shop which she and Susan had visited only a few days previously. Penny drew up to the curbing on the opposite side of the street.
As Brunner alighted and looked carefully about to see that he was unobserved, Penny ducked down out of sight, pretending to be fixing something on the floor of the car.