My Daughter Called Me From A Hospital Bed

Just as Maria said, I found the loose brick and the small, crucial package wrapped in a napkin.

Then I called a number of my own. Not a base commander or a general.

I called an old friend. A man who owed me a favor from a lifetime ago in another country, another conflict. A man who was now Detective Alvarez of the Charlotte-Mecklenburg Police Department.continue reading …