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La Push, Washington
April 7th 2035
It seemed perfect to Vance that out of the blue Ben Sutton wanted to meet in person with him on the day of the of the first man-made solar eclipse. Why not? he thought, a coincidence not likely.
Dawn was rising out of the east, where it always did. It was a clear day. A good day for the eclipse, thought Vance. The path of the eclipse went over La Push, where the meeting with Sutton was taking place.
Once out of his valley and onto the two-lane blacktop, Vance let the Land Rover’s AI do the driving while he settled back to enjoy visual bounty of his beloved rainforest. He hadn’t been back to La Push since Sutton nearly died at the Pacific Northwest Sasquatch Research Center. He had to remind himself he had not seen Sutton in the flesh since four mo
