Black Diamond.
This morning I walked over to Aly’s and noticed a rug on the porch, as well as some meat, corn and tea. “Aly?!” I called, confused.
“Just a moment I’m getting dressed!” She walked downstairs and opened the door while I discovered a note in the rug and read it. “A bright sunny mornin’ to ya then. Whatcha got there?”
“Good morning you two!” Alex called over as he rode up to the house.
“Uh.... We should... go inside,” I waved Alex over and looked at her, “You know where this food came from Aly?”
“How are you both this morning?” Alex asked.
“No..but uh...is that meat? Why would someone leave meat on my door when wolves are around?”
“Meat?” Alex asked, confused, and I showed him the items.
Aly picked up a rose and hair flower and showed it to me as we walked inside. “Found these outside last night too. Whose leavin’ me stuff!”
“Aly...” I started.
“Hmmm.... secret admirer?” Alex suggested.
“Hey Alex, can you find Ger for me? He might be at the cafe.”
“Yeah sure. I’ll be right back with him,” he nodded.
“Thanks,” I nodded.
“Too early for this,” Aly grumbled when we were alone.
“Never a good time for this, Aly.”
“And no I have no idea where any of that came from. First I saw it just now.”
“That’s really weird..”
“I was just restin and lookin’ out my window and thought I saw something outside. So I went out and found this here rose and flower....brought them in and went back to bed.”
I reached over and held her hand to relax her and then took the tea, smelling it again. It was definitely Apache tea, something I’d drank growing up.
Ger walked into the house then and I told him, “Came over to Aly’s this morning... Saw a rug and some corn and tea and meat out on her porch. The tea I just smelled and it’s very much Apache. And... she got this note.”
I handed him the note which read, “No matter how far, I’ll be watching out for you.”
Ger read the note and said, “Not Indian writing, more White mans writing. Usage of words are all wrong to be Apache.”
“Yeah I noticed that too. But this tea...” I handed it to him to smell. “We used to drink this tea growing up.” I looked at Aly, knowing that I hadn’t told her about my past.
“Yes...definitely Apache, I recognize the herbs in it. What’s the meat from?’
“Oh great...so I have Apache leaving me things? Why?”
“Aly we don’t know that yet,” I looked at her.
“Let me see...I’ve seen this before...it’s meat jerky...dried meat to eat while out on the trail, or hunt,” Ger said and I nodded.
“Why would I need this? Last think I can do right now is go on a trail. Or hunt,” Aly said.
“Might mean this Apache is in this for the long road,” Ger noted.
“How many Apaches do you know?” I looked at her.
“Is the blanket Apache as well?” Ger asked.
Aly held up the rose and flower hair tie and asked, “What about these? I don’t know any Apache. Natives to me in general are mysteries. I’ve seen a few here and there on buildings, but that was a while ago.”
“Does the flower mean anything to you?” Ger asked.
“The rug is Apache for sure...” I said.
“No, not a thing. None of it does,” Aly sighed.
“Where did you find the flower?” I asked.
“So it is not your favorite flower....may I see it?” Ger asked and Aly handed it to him.
“Not sure I have a -favorite- flower. Both these things: the flower hair tie and the rose were on the porch.”
“Well...the rose is a symbol of love....this color of one....let me think,” Ger started.
“So someone left those other things after I had already come in for the night,” Aly said and I frowned at that.
“Red is passion...” Ger said.
“Why don’t people just tell each other how they feel instead of scaring each other over it?” I looked at Ger.
“No way, I’m afraid to,” Aly blinked. “Being in Black Diamond.....under conditions I am under... kinda limits my social circle.”
“Yeah for sure... You haven’t even been near the trading post at all. It makes no sense,” I shook my head.
“You hear all kinds of tales of them Apache scalping people...not somewhere I’d wanna end up at,” Aly shook her head. “Nope... Unless they just stalk the town or somethin’.”
“Not usually...” I looked at her. “They tend to stay to their own places and families. Only time they come into town is for a trial usually.”
“So, you have a secret admirer thats Apache,” Ger said.
“I had noticed that once,” Aly shivered.
“But Ger the note... isn’t Apache writing. Not with the wording or the writing itself,” I looked at him.
“Maybe the Apache found...a translator,” Aly suggested.
“So that means we have an accomplice,” I said. “Or someone who’s both Apache and white man...”
“So, he, or she, is either trying to throw the blame on them...or is living like them,” Ger said.
“Lots of possibilities here.”
“Not reassuring with that,” Aly shook her head.
“Just being realistic, Aly. We have to be open to whatever this could be about,” I said.
“I know... It’s just..ugh...Trin...now I have to wonder if someone is watching me ...while I sleep. Or bathe.”
“One more question....have you, before your accident, given anyone the impression that you care for them by accident? Or gave someone the brush off, telling them you weren’t interested in them or something?” Ger asked.
“Uh... I don’t usually do that, not on purpose. There have been a few men I’d rejected since I got in Black Diamond. But not outright rudely.”
“You haven’t interacted with any of them have you? In the past month or so,” I suggested.
“Well I’ve only been here a month, so yes.”
“Think then Aly...this has just happened now, so who lately have you turned away.”
“Mark...” I looked at Aly. “What’s Mark’s background?”
“Well....yeah there was Mark. Twain. Uh..of course David. And I don’t remember if anyone else. Well he’s a Grey. I dunno.”
“David is getting married to Katie,” Ger said.
“Yea I know. This was before that.”
“Twain in a love ‘em leave ‘em kind of guy,” Ger said.
There was a knock on the door and we went to let the mayor in. I suggested that Ger talked to Aly alone for a while because there were too many people in the house.
I walked over to the office and noticed a note nailed to my door. I used my gloves and took it off to read it, “Dear Miss Trin and Sheriff Tye, I am terribly sorry , I was the one to steal the gold hair brush and choker. I have decided to leave Black Diamond and am continuing west to California. Maybe someday I will return. Regards. Sasha Dugan.”
Shaking my head, I kicked the door loudly in anger. “Ger!” I yelled, taking the note with me as I ran back to Aly’s house.
“Trin, heard ya yellin...again...whats wrong?” Ger took the note and swore at it.
“We’ll get a bounty out on her. I don’t care. She’s NOT getting away with this!”
“After all we did...all the ....AARRRGGG!”
“What do you think about this thing with Aly? You think it was Mark?”
“I need those things....check them out.” He looked at me and asked, “What? Aly? yeah...most likely was him... I think we should pay the tribe a visit...after I do some work on that note.”
“Let’s go get the stuff from the sheriff’s office. I locked it there in case Sasha was following me.”
Krell walked out and Ger said, “Sorry bout that...”
“What’s going on? I heard loud voices,” Krell looked between us.
“I need to visit the Criss ranch and give my family a proper burial...and I need to do that soon,” Aly said.
“Aly, do you have anything left in here that Mark touched?” Ger asked her.
“No, not really. Except that flower pot outside that Sasha knocked over when she took my choker. The one with the red flowers.”
“Thanks...I’m gonna hold on to the note, jerky and blanket for a bit, the rose is yours if you want it,” Ger smiled.
Krell excused himself then but not before he told Aly to go to the Criss ranch with someone. Ger insisted that he would be going with her and I stood quietly, not wanting to face the reality that I would have to go to the Apache village.
“I never wander much... I don’t even know where the Apache live,” Aly said.
“I think the Apache found you, Aly,” I shook my head.
“So now I’m wondering about if what ger said might be the case... about my family home.”
“I don’t know, hon... But something’s going on and you need to be careful. Don’t pick up anything left on your porch. Leave it for us.”
“I just am afraid with food lying around I’ll get unwanted attention. Just worried...what if one of them Apache started that fire.”
“I know,” I nodded.
“And is now stalking me...”
I looked over at Ger and said, “We should head to the lab and start getting this stuff processed.” He nodded and I looked back at Aly and said, “Stay safe hon, we’ll see you soon when we know more.”
“We’ll keep you up to date, Aly,” Ger promised.
We walked down the street and I stopped, “I’ll get the stuff from the sheriff’s office and meet you at our place?”
“I want to come with you...just in case,” Ger said.
I opened the door and walked in, going to get the bag with the brush and choker. Ger looked around and I took the bag with me. “This is it, let’s go.”
“Seems as if we missed a party...there was cake here,” he bent down, “And someone was sick....”
“I told you about the cake, Ger.. That was left in here. Peta was sick on Lawrence’s feet outside.”
“Right, with everything I forgot. Hold it partner...look here,” Ger stopped me. “Looks like someone else was in here.”
“Thing is...” I nodded, seeing the print. “The doors weren’t tampered with. So it was someone with a key.”
“Not many have the key...”
“Only people with keys are me, Dave, Krell, Tye and Ray.”
“Grab me a piece of paper please,” he requested. I went to get a piece of paper for him and handed it to him. He thanked me for it and placed it over the hand print, taking out a piece of coal and running it over the paper. He turned it over and there was a perfect copy of the print. “First thing we do is eliminate the key owners.”
“I know, Ger. That’s why I went over the list with Tye.”
“This is how we will do it. Let’s go,” he said and I followed him to our office where he looked around the lab. “I know I put it in here last night. AHH...here it is.” Ger pulled out the lock then grabbed the vase and placed them on the counter. “Trin, the brush and chocker please?” He put on new gloves and I handed him the bag including the two pieces of evidence. He thanked me again and took out the brush, turning it over in his hands. He took out the choker and held it up to Trin. “Is this Aly’s choker?”
I nodded and said, “I’ve seen the choker lying around Aly’s house when I have visited her.”
Ger turned back to the counter, spreading out a piece of cloth. He then took a small brush, placed it in a small bowl of coal dust, then covered the choker with it. Once done, he taped the choker to make the dust fall off, leaving behind markings. He did the same thing with Myst’s brush which also left behind markings. “Finally, the note left by Sasha,” he looked at me and I gave it to him. He grabbed the lock, comparing it with the markings on the brush. “Two Distinct marks....Here and here...this was taken by the bugler...”
“It’s a match, isn’t it?”
He compared the brush prints with the choker prints and nodded, “Two marks...one different, one matching the brush....” He checked it against the vase and said, “Two marks, neither matching the lock, one matching the choker...but it isn’t the one that matches the lock or brush.” He took out the note and examined it, then smiled widely. “Marks from the paper match the choker, the brush AND the lock. Footprints put the same person at each crime scene, on the floor and the vase here.”
“And the note that Sasha left...?” I looked at him, processing the information.
“Here is the note Sasha left... That’s what I compared. I never gave it back to you.”
“It was Sasha...” I shook my head.
“This proves that it was Sasha.”
“And now she’s left town.”
“Okay look... This is Sasha’s note to you...here is her fingerprint...he is another...yours probably. Now...compare them to the ones on the lock....how many are similar?”
I looked at the lock from Myst’s house and said, “Well.. those ones are Sasha’s for sure...”
“But not the other one...so we know Sasha was at Myst’s...now for the brush. Same prints from the lock but... Only one matching the note. Sasha’s... She broke in and stole the brush... choker...”
“Most definitely.”
“Match the prints to the choker.”
I looked at the choker and saw her prints on it, “Definitely a match.”
“But the other isn’t... Match them to the vase.”
“The fingerprints on the choker are the same with the ones on the vase.”
“So we can deduce that the choker is Aly’s, and the brush is Myst’s.”
“Mmhmm. Good deduction, Watson,” I winked and realized I was going to have to change the name of my horse.
“So, we have Sasha on burglary, theft of the brush and possession of stolen property of the choker....”
“Okay I gotta ask...” I nodded.
“Yeah?” he grabbed the drawings of the footprints.
“You know how you brought up Mark at the house?” I asked and he nodded. “You think we’d find fingerprints of his on the porch? To match the ones on the choker? She said the choker was one that he gave her.. Right?”
“That I didn’t know,” he said and looked at the choker carefully. “Oh my... I totally missed this,” he said and looked at the vase. “Yes... makes sense.”
I took out Aly’s witness statement and showed Ger, “Look see? What is missing... choker, first given to her by Mark Gray.”
“How could I have been so careless?” Ger handed me the magnifying glass. “Look here on the clasp area,” he said and I did so. “There are two prints there, partials, but two stepparent ones...neither matching Sasha. Now the vase... Those two match the two on the vase.” He took out the note from Aly’s and tested it like the others, looking at the markings. “One... two... three... four....one matches your note...thats you....two...match the vase, that’s Aly and...” he pressed his finger into some coal dust on the towel, leaving a mark. “That one’s mine.”
I nodded and did the same thing, “This one’s mine.”
He looked and said, “Yep, matched the other two.” He pointed to the other two marks. “These two are both on the vase and choker....the choker Mark gave her. Now to get the proof to back it up. One more thing before I clean up,” Ger pulled out the hand print. “Nope...that isn’t your handprint in the sheriffs office.”
“You know that tea that was left at Aly’s... I want to match it with this.”
“Yeah... Go ahead, you’ve seen me do it.”
“I could hug you right now, you know,” I looked at him.
“Let’s wait until our hands are clean, huh?” he chuckled.
“Deal,” I laughed. “But don’t you forget about it. I’ll be back,” I winked at him and headed out.
I walked over to Aly’s house and got the tea cup from her. She told me that Katie mentioned that her daughter was part-Apache, and maybe I wanted to check that in case the stuff went to the wrong house, since Katie just moved into my old place. I thanked her for the information and headed back to the office. I updated Ger on what Aly had told me and we compared the tea cup prints to the other items. It was definitely a match and we knew we were on the right track in the fingerprints.
“Now we take a trip, partner,” Ger said.
“Ger...” I looked at him hesitantly. “There’s something you need to know before we go over there.”
“To the Apache’s?”
“Let’s... Let’s sit,” I nodded and sat down at the table, growing more and more nervous. “Wait... first things first... Sasha’s case. We have her confession which is good...we have the fingerprints to back it up....we have the stolen items which you found in the outhouse after she came out of it.... We have enough to put her away for a while....except her.”
“Can you write up a test result report for Tye? He can get a bounty out on her if she’s skipped town.”
“Yeah... I can do that.”
I shifted in my seat, knowing the next part wasn’t going to be easy. “Ger there’s something you need to know before we go to the Apache village. Not many people in town know about this because it’s not something I want widely spread.” I sighed. “Ger... I’ve had a long history with the natives... It hasn’t always been pretty and sometimes it’s been close to life-threatening. The Cheyenne, the Cherokee... I tried to get them to work with me and let me help them protect their families against outlaws... Then I found out... when my brother came to tell me that my father had been killed... I found out that we were part Apache.”
“They are proud people, they won’t accept outside help, especially from a white person...let alone a woman.”
“He had this medal... he was in the army and it was this kind of Native brand of soldiers but he wanted to leave and took the medal with them. They were upset that he had it and they came after me a few months ago while living in Tombstone because they wanted the medal back. They never got it though and the man was killed because he landed up saving my life. But anyway... When the chief was on stand for murder recently... I went to talk to Aleaya about the case and got a statement from her about what happened. I submitted it to the defense and it helped Lot win the case for them. He didn’t even have to call the chief as a witness. Aleaya and her family trust me now because I helped save their chief.. but I haven’t seen any of them since the trial. I also know how to speak Apache and have the same tracking sense that most of them do.”
“That will be a help.”
“I just wanted to explain this to you because... I often feel I am between two worlds... One world is the white man, where the Apache often do things to scare or hurt people that I know and love. On the other hand is the Apache world... The one where I came from... The sense of family in the bigger picture. I will try to be as unbiased as I can when we go in there but I wanted you to understand the battle that will be going through my mind as we talk to them.”
“I understand,” he nodded.
I reached over to hold his hand if he’d let me and said, “I have tried so many times to reach Native people... wherever I have lived. It hasn’t always gone well. I am nervous, Ger... Even though I showed them they can trust me with that trial for the Chief... I’m scared of which way this will go. Especially if they think we’re accusing one of their own of doing suspicious things around Aly.”
“Well, this time you have something you didn’t have then..trust from the chiefs family.”
“That is true... I never had that before,” I sighed, thinking of Standing Bear and shuddering.
“You will do fine... Well... I’m gonna go tell Myst we got her brush back...”
“We shouldn’t give them the stuff back until after the trial though.”
“I agree. See you later partner...I’ll have a report to you and Tye as soon as I can.”
“We’ll go to the village sometime soon. I’m just not ready.”
“One case at a time...let s see if anything else is left...like I did with Dave.”
I took the choker and brush and put them back in the bags, heading over to the sheriff’s office. I wrote a note for Tye telling him that we would get him reports soon.
***
I walked into the lawyer’s office and saw Dave and Aly talking while she worked on his desk. Aly looked over to me and asked, “What’s this I hear about Sasha and my choker?”
“I don’t know, what have you heard?” I looked between them.
“What David here said about how she was found guilty of stealing it.”
“Gerric said you heard from Sasha?”
“Where is it at?”
“Ger tell you that?”
“Yeah just seen him and Myst over at the saloon.”
“Oh,” I frowned at that. “We have to keep it as evidence. It could help us win the trial. After that you can have it back. Not that I’m sure why you’d want it... since Mark gave it to you.”
“That’s fine. I really don’t even know if I should be keeping it. It feels wrong to have now.”
“I don’t know how much Ger told you but we’re working hard on that case. We have to wait for Tye’s final word to determine it’s actually closed.”
“Where he been anyhow? Ain’t seen the sheriff in days. Not that that’s a bad thing.”
I watched while they worked on the desk and then Leigh and Krell walked in. I decided to go out for a ride and headed outside.
***
This evening I walked into town and found that there was a trial going on for Jewel’s arson of our office. I watched from the back as Jimmi gave his closing statement for the defense. The jury went to deliberate and I watched curiously, seeing Ger in the prosecution seat. The jury came out and announced that Jewel was not guilty. I walked out and sat down in the sheriff’s office, waiting for Tye to return. I watched Tye bring Peta into the jail and lock her up, and couldn’t help but chuckle, wondering what she did to get arrested for contempt. Jimmi came in to talk to Tye about getting his help with bounties and Aly called for me to come outside.
I walked out and asked Aly, “Hey hon. You’re looking nice.”
“Thanks. Was tired of nighties and ugly outfits already,” Aly smiled.
“What’s up?”
“So uh....I wanted to ask if you’d hear anything about my stalker? I don’t want to go to bed if... You know...”
I looked at her and turned, calling Ger outside. “Ger... Aly’s asking for an update on our investigation.”
“So..a report that will cover the reports....” Ger summarized.
“Yeah, if ya got one,” Aly said.
I looked at Ger and asked, “We should talk with Aly, don’t you think?”
“You go ahead...I’m headin to bed.”
“How much should I tell her?” I looked at him.
“Whatever you want. I told Miss Myst and asked her if she wanted to press charges....” he said while Tye, Peta and Jimmi joined us outside.
“About who stole from her?” I looked at him. “And?”
“She wants to press charges.”
“Does Aly know who it was?” I asked.
“Press charges? For the theft?” Tye asked.
“Trin... Stalker?” Aly looked at me.
“I didn’t tell her, she’s your client.”
I sighed a bit, looking from Aly to Tye. “Aly... It was Sasha who took the choker.”
“You’re talking the break-ins, right?” Ger asked.
“No, I’m talkin about who left those things...that meat...”
“Aly wants to know if we’ve made any progress on the case this morning, with the items left on her porch,” I told him.
“But uh...good to know...about the choker,” Aly said.
“Do you want to press charges against Sasha, Aly?” I asked.
“Ya know there are wild wolves around,” Aly pointed out.
“Hold on. That ain’t up to her, Trin,” Tye stopped us.
“No. I want Sasha to leave me alone and keep her gun to herself,” Aly said.
“It is too early to say anything,” Ger said.
“That’s in the Sheriff’s office hands now. Soon as I get that report from Ger, there’s a warrant going on the board. The charges are brought up by the town of Diamond,” Tye explained.
“You telling me if someone didn’t want to press charges they have no choice?” Ger looked at him.
“A report about the results today for the fingerprint testing we did,” I looked at Ger.
“For a break-in and theft? That’s right. No choice,” Tye nodded.
“I think there are two different subjects here. Are we still discussing Sasha?” Aly asked.
“Guess I’ll take my time on that report then...want it perfect...right?” Ger looked at Tye.
“Just a report on the matches today, Ger. From the items that we tested,” I told him.
“What are you suggestin’, Ger? I just want the report to get a warrant set. Sasha’s wanted by Diamond,” Tye looked at him.
“Too bad she ain’t here anymore,” Ger shot back.
“Ger I told you,” I sighed. “We get the results to Tye, he gets the warrant, the case goes to bounty. We get her wherever the hell she ran off to.”
“You’ll get the report when I am done with it...” Ger said and walked off.
“I ain’t fooled by no note she penned. If she don’t come back, Marshal’s and Bounty get sent after her,” Tye said and I blinked, watching Ger walk off and kicked the post in slight frustration at my partner’s attitude. “Trin, I want that damn report. This ain’t a leisurely activity.”
“Tye, you don’t think I get that? I’ve been telling him all day.”
“Go around him if need be. I don’t need no whiny Pink gettin’ in a tiffy because he’s gotta write some paperwork. Its what he signed up for.
“I know it is, Tye. Why do you think I’m so damn mad?”
“Maybe he’s having his monthlies. Men have ‘em too, just not, ya know, physically,” Peta suggested.
“Ya need something written? I can write,” Aly offered.
“Not ACTUALLY,” Peta said.
Tye looked at Peta and said, “You say that every time you disagree with me.”
“No, I say it every time you’re a whiny butthead. There’s a difference.”
Aly came over to give me a hug and said, “You’re doing a fine job.”
“I need a drink. Join me, Aly?” I shook my head.
“You know I only drink with people I trust, and I couldn’t think of anyone better. Of course I would.”
“Then you can have straight coffee. I need a damn whiskey.”
“Well let’s go then,” she chuckled.
“We’ll be in the saloon,” I said to Tye and walked off with Aly.
We walked to the saloon and Aly poured me some whiskey and said, “I can see your stress Trin. Yer caught in the middle... Of someone wanting to take control and someone else who ...well, frankly, is just trying to do HIS job.”
“Right damn in the bloody middle. I’ve explained all day that he needs to get that report done. He’s done it before so I don’t see what his problem is. Tye needs the report for his warrant to go to bounty.”
“That is... a lot of pressure.”
“Sasha’s going for theft and break-in. If we get the reports done. Those fingerprints are the key.”
“I know.”
“I can’t do the report because it would be going over Ger’s head. He was the one who examined them so he needs to do it.”
“And his whole attitude of ‘when I’m ready’ is not gonna cut it.”
“I hired him to help and this is just slowing down the process and making me look like an idiot. And then he complains when I don’t let him take the lead on things enough.”
“He’s a good man, Trin, but if he keeps this up it’s not going to be a good partnering. I saw him in here earlier with Myst and they were talking a lot. He seemed distracted.”
I shook my head, “He shouldn’t have told Myst about those results. Not out in the open like that. Then Dave heard it and spread it to you, right?”
“As his boss, maybe you need to set outright deadlines for him. Let him take control...but make sure he understands that there is a time frame for things.”
“Maybe,” I nodded.
“Yes. I came in here earlier and Myst, Ger, and David were all talking, and I just overheard it from David.”
“I hate that they have those conversations without me, Aly,” I sighed. “It’s my case too.”
“You know how dangerous that is? If word spreads to he wrong people...”
“I know,” I nodded.
“Well Sasha can get word and, you know...flee. what if she heard? Or worse. if she were an outlaw.... She’d come and take care of things herself.”
“I know.”
“Otherwise, like you said... you could be the one getting blamed. And I do NOT want to see that happen.”
“Tell me about Jewel’s trial,” I said, changing the subject.
“First of all, Mayor had be fix a wagon wheel today...the spoke on it was splintered and loose,” she rolled her eyes. I came back around to check on it and saw Jewel slumping against the building...very drunk. She went to court like that.”
“That must have been fun,” I shook my head.
“I sat on the jury and this old man kept farting. At one point, he put his hand on my bad leg. that really hurt Trin. I had to get up and move. Gerric was the prosecutor.”
“I saw that...”
“And that Jimmy fella was the defendant. You know these things really only turn out based on who sits on the jury. I was the only one who voted guilty.”
“So they read my statement I guess.”
“Yes the do..and it really irritates me when the defending lawyer points out the absence of the writer of a statement like that. There is a reason the person couldn’t be in court and they shouldn’t be so quick to dismiss them.”
“Statements are supposed to equal the authority as if someone is there. Jimmi knows that better than anyone.”
“He was all ‘well where is Trin now’ ...so I made a statement to the other jury members. Yeah well..didn’t really seem to happen that way. In my opinion... the defendant should just stick with that...defending the person and looking for evidence to prove innocence...rather than disregard statements from a witness. Er...defending lawyer.”
Ray came into the saloon then and joined us for drinks. While we were talking about the things happening in town, a woman named DJ came in and introduced herself while she went upstairs to play darts. Leigh joined us as well and after a while I headed home for the evening.
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