Chapter 6

“Thank you for listening,” Mika said, getting to his feet.

“You’re welcome. You know where to find me if you need an ear to bend again, or a shoulder.”

“To cry on?” Mika’s lips pressed together momentarily. “I’ve already done the crying. Now I have to face whatever comes next.”

“Getting moved?” Buck asked as he stood as well.

Mika nodded. “That and find out why…” He shook his head, starting toward the door.

As Buck followed him, he wondered what Mika wanted to find out. He had a feeling he knew. “Leave that for the police. It’s what they do best.”

Mika turned to look at him. “I know. I will.”

Buck didn’t believe him, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it. When they were outside the diner, Mika thanked him again for listening and then they parted, Buck going back to where he parked, Mika heading in the other direction.

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