Chapter Thirty-One
Ralph Henry had overslept this morning. Cogent had arranged for Henry to meet Jim Bruex at the attorney's office at approximately six-forty-five this morning. Henry had just gotten up. He had not slept at all the night before. He had about fifteen minutes to get to the meeting. Henry ran into the bathroom, hurriedly donned a blue pinstripe suit and white shirt. He ran a comb through the thick mop of black wavy hair and darted back into the bedroom to grab his briefcase. Henry had forgotten his tie and fumbled with it for a minute or two before he finally got it properly knotted. His wife had overslept too and was busy in the kitchen trying to prepare a quick mug of coffee for Henry to take with him on the go. She poured the hot brew into the mug and handed it to Henry a
