Chapter 11

Dumbfounded, Luke gazed at a far off street sign.

The sign said that they were 30 miles from Shackelford, their old neighborhood.

That additionally implied that they had as a matter of fact crossed Shackelford's boundary.

Furthermore, inside the town's purview, just the cops of the town could give a fine.

Furthermore, just a numbskull would give their predominant's vehicle a fine.

Furthermore, along these lines, even without a driver's permit, Luke was as yet ready to head however much he might want.

Robert looked as Luke began the vehicle, switched gears, and drove off consistently. At the point when the vehicle entered the street with practically no issues, he quit stressing and expressed, "Take a gander at how great you are at driving. You more likely than not cruised all over the farm a great deal, huh? How about you go get a permit then, at that point?"

Luke answered, "Um, I'll do it after this case."

Robert said, "You can