Chapter 9 · free to read
Not Voss's work. You could tell from the case screws. That should have frightened me a great deal more than it did.
Voss taught his sons to read a room the way a conductor reads a rest. I had spent twenty years refusing to. That night I stopped refusing.
Four minutes early. I arrive four minutes early to everything, I always have, and until that night I had called it being good at my job.
I was right about the door. I was right about the hour. I was four minutes early and it made no difference at all, because early is not the same as in time.
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