Just as his head began to clear and he remembered the one thing his pre-law teacher at his old night school had told him about search and seizure, namely that dead folks can't give you a power of attorney, he saw it, a '59 Chevy Coupe sitting just at the base of the bridge. It all came back to him, the Brice Boys, noodling and then he passed out again.

Sorry, but I couldn't just let it go.

Re: Fear

Just think only 8 more pages to catch up with corroboration/cowabaration