Chapter 10
The only thing remotely cheerful or hopeful about the Healing Life Rehabilitation Center was the name. The faded letters on the sign did a good job of disguising the name and purpose of the building, and cardboard had long replaced glass in at least two of the windows. The volunteers did a good job of keeping it free of graffiti and cleaning the sidewalk in front of the door, hosing it down at least once a day. The men and women who stumbled to the stoop did not always have control of their bodily functions. They also didn’t have control over their impulses, so Edwin didn’t drive the Alfa Romeo to the center.
He hoped that decision would have the additional benefit of giving him a break from Cooper. Of course, Cooper seemed to be venturing farther and farther from the Spider,
