The Light Pickup Truck That Had Been Parked Out Front

Laurel had left me alone in Grenza. I'd asked Laurel before of the light pickup truck that had been parked out front and she'd said yes and now it was gone. The fact I hadn't registered with my head down against the wind a few minutes before, didn't seem like an accident. A note on the end table beside it read: Mr. Kind, I'm sorry I've left.