Chapter 31
Forty-five minutes later, Eli was standing in front of his mom’s trailer pounding on the aluminum front door. It was the same door he’d ran through a thousand times as a kid, the same one his father was carried through on a stretcher after he dropped dead in front of Eli and his brother. The door shook in its frame as he banged a fist against it. His mom pulled it open before he finished and his fist fell through the opening.
He was met with a righteous look of betrayal. Through tightened lips, Penny said, “Why didn’t you answer my calls, Son? You said you would come see me days ago!”
“Do you have any clue what I do for a living? Don’t ever call the station again. My work deals with life and death, so the next time—”
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