Chapter 376

Alexander

I woke the next morning with renewed determination. Or maybe it was just stubbornness. Either way, I was going back to Connecticut. But first, I needed coffee and probably some form of intervention from someone who knew me well enough to tell me I was being an idiot.

That someone was Anthony Williams.

I texted him at seven.

Me: Breakfast. The usual place. Eight o’clock.

His response came immediately.

Anthony: Someone died?

Me: Just meet me there.

Anthony: This better be good. I had plans to sleep until nine like a civilized human being.

I arrived at the café first, claiming our usual corner table. The place was a hole-in-the-wall spot near the hospital where Anthony worked, serving passable coffee and excellent bacon.

Anthony strolled in at 8:07, looking far too cheerful for someone who’d complained about waking up early. He ordered at the counter befo