Chapter 16
ONE WEEK AFTER THE Phone Call
Denver, CO
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BRENDAN SAT IN HIS car in the parking lot of his apartment building and texted Katie to let her know he was on his way. He’d sent her identical texts countless times over the years, but never when the stakes were as high as they were now. He considered the possibility that he was out of his mind.
Of course I’m out of my mind. Sane people don’t win Olympic medals.
He put the car in gear and pulled out onto the street.
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BRENDAN HAD DONE THIS drive many times, most of them with Katie. Their routes home were basically the same, and carpooling had made the most sense. Together they’d drive down from the mountains and across the endless plain of Nebraska, spend the night in Omaha, and cut northward home thr
