A little after lunch, I had even finished the things I needed to do and was starting on the things I wanted to do. I had arrived at my office shortly before ten just in case Shannon Wild, a journalist who was one of my life’s current complications, came by and-because it needed to be done-started on my tasks of filing and finishing up paperwork, everything from ordering paper clips to sending out bills. Mine-life and cases-were a wide and deep river away from simple. Person X’s birth date, Social Security number (that only happened if I was very lucky), any distinguishing features, that sort of stuff.īut our lives are never simple, so the cases were never simple. It should have been a simple case-to find Person X, last seen on this date and at this time.
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