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It felt good to be back at work. After getting poked and prodded by the staff doctor and pronounced fit to return to his regular duties — “just don’t overdo it,” Dr. Haley warned him — Randall Lenz hoped he could pick up where he’d left off. Or, since he couldn’t precisely remember where he’d left off, at an approximate starting point that felt sensible to him.
Which meant doing his damnedest to discover what had happened during those blank hours and days when he couldn’t remember much of anything.
Agent Dawson now sat with him in his office, laptop perched on her knees as she tried to help him reconstruct that missing time. However, he knew they were in for choppy waters when she said, “I’ll do what I can, sir. But you weren’t telegraphing all your movements, and all the available ev
