CHAPTER 46
Tuesday was the most bizarre day of my life.
It started with an incoherent voicemail from Leonard Small. The message (which he'd left around midnight) was a minute long and filled with long pauses. He only said a total of ten words. They were: "I need to talk to you"--PAUSE--"Poor Jack"--PAUSE--"I'm sorry". Then there was dead silence followed by a click that ended the call. I tried calling him back that morning, but it went straight to voicemail. I didn't leave a message as I was planning to call him back later. That was my first mistake.
Next, I decided to swallow my pride and call Grace. I wanted us to make up and I was more than willing to take the blame. I dialed her work number and for the second time that morning was sent to voicemail. This time, I decided to leave a m
