The Immortal Coil
“My phone was working again, thanks to Lyle’s charger, and I had several messages. Two of the messages were from my parents but surprisingly had nothing to do with the hotel charge on the credit card. The other message was from Lyle about an hour ago. I sent my parents a generic text message to keep them satisfied and then called Lyle.
“I’m at the diner across the street. I’ll meet you outside,” was all he said before hanging up.
Lyle was in pretty rough shape when we regrouped on the street. He had gotten some medical attention, judging by the bandages on his nose and hands.
“Did you sleep at all?” I asked after greeting him.
“No, there wasn’t any time. I went to a clinic to get patched up and then picked this up for you.” He took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to me. Inside was a one-way plane ticket to Boston leaving from La Guardia airport in a couple of hours.
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