The last night’s events came rushing from my memory and forced me to decide to see Dordo in earnest. Trying to solve the mystery in my head without getting my feet on the ground to investigate would be a futile deed. I must get to the bottom on what had happened to satisfy the questions ringing in my head, and only Dordo could answer them.
It was early for me to be seen at my space so I stayed longer inside the diner. The owner had been used seeing me lingered for long minutes and sometimes a full hour just to consume a coffee and a couple of local muffin sandwich. Dordo occupied my mind. The sooner the whole mess was disentangled the better for the tranquility of my mind that I was trying so hard to seek. The consequences of my taking the bait on the machinations of Dordo which I thought
