The story of John Kosta spread through Blackhaven like wildfire.
Newspapers ran front-page headlines. Television news crews camped outside the garage. Strangers stopped Adam on the street to shake his hand or offer condolences. He accepted both in silence, his face a mask he'd learned to wear years ago.
“You're a celebrity,” Sandra said, watching the reporters from the office window.
“I'm a mechanic who got unlucky.”
“You're a hero. Again.”
“I'm tired of being a hero.”
She turned to him. “Then stop. Tell them to leave. Go back to fixing cars.”
“I can't. Not yet. There's too much unfinished.”
“What's unfinished?”
“The truth. About my father. About Harmon. About everyone who helped them.”
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The city council called a special session to honor John Kosta.
Adam attended, sitting in
