Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

Ben nodded slowly, looking toward the window. “She called me earlier. She is looking for something specific, Arthur.”

“What could she be looking for?” I asked.

Ben set his glasses on the desk. “She asked if I had copies of your cardiovascular files from the county hospital.”

The sun was dipping below the tree line when I got back to my house. The autumn continue reading …