Chapter three of six
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9:41 AM · Maybe: Dobbs
They let you in at seven. Your father is in a bed that tilts, with a tube in his hand and a whiteboard on the wall that says the nurse's name and the date and nothing else. He looked at you. He could not say your name. The doctor said "a few days" the way people say it when they mean "I don't know." You are in the hallway outside his room, because the phone in your pocket has been buzzing against your leg for a minute and the nurse asked you, kindly, to take it outside.
Ten minutes. Headphones help. He talks; you listen.
People so far
Dell — Your father; owns the diner.
Mara — Diner server; left you the voicemail.
Teo — Diner cook; sent you the back-door photo.
Harlan — Diner regular; sits in booth four.
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Recording · 2:36
The part you didn't stay for.
Declined.
Through the little window, the bed that tilts. You don't go back in yet.
Maybe: Dobbs
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Dell told the truck to come back at 2:30. The log says the truck came at 2:30. The only thing in that lot that told the truth about the time was a camera nobody asked.
Chapter four is Voss's. The deputy. She writes it down first.
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