To Dan’s astonishment, however, he ignored it, deliberately “crashing.”
“That motorist is dizzy,” he commented. “First he waits for a green light—then he goes on the red.”
Mr. Hatfield turned at the next corner, heading toward the street where Brad lived.
To Dan’s surprise, the automobile directly behind also made the turn.
“That driver sticks to us like a burr,” he observed. “Say, you don’t suppose—”
“Suppose what?” Fred demanded as Dan broke off.
“I was wondering if maybe he’s following us.”
Mr. Hatfield glanced quickly into the mirror. At the next street, he deliberately made another turn although it took him slightly off his route.
“That other car’s right behind!” Dan announced a moment later.
“Where did we pick him up?” Mr. Hatfield asked. “Was he on our tail when we left the church?”