EVENING RAIN HAD curtained the ocean. Only the relentless crashing of the waves and the salt smell remained to keep him company. The man picked up the buzzing phone.
EVENING RAIN HAD“Do you know who this is?” asked the caller.
“I do.”
“You know the office where the man shot himself?”
“I do.”
“I check it daily. Tonight, the pictures are gone. No one came through the lobby. No alarms for the rear door. Nothing on video. Just thought you should know.”
“Thank you.”
The man peered into the darkness and wondered what else he didn"t know.
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THE TOURNAMENT semi-finals intruded on classes for the rest of the week. Nail biting, hand rubbing, and other fidgeting broadcast which students were still playing. Ashley was the worst. Between classes, he fluttered from wordlessness to verbal wa
