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Chapter 11

After he ate, enjoying three full helpings, I showed him his room, opposite mine on the Cape Cod’s second floor. “It’s small, but will do the trick.”

He scanned the room’s many blues, three windows, and tiny closet. A narrow bed sat near one of the windows; both had seen better days. Next to the bed stood a night stand with a digital alarm clock and reading light. Underneath one of the windows was an assortment of paperbacks and hardbacks on two wooden shelves. He walked over to them, hunched down, and began reading their titles.

“I see you like Robert Riley.”

“He’s one my favorites. Love his work. I met him a few times in Pittsburgh when visiting the city. Nice guy. Quiet.”