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He tells me where he's going. Leaves me notes. "I think this time it's a big one," he wrote. "Something important." He says it to me like he owes me something. Like he owes somebody something, like he thinks it'll justify his piece of shit life.
Figured he was in jail. 72 hours in I started calling all the police stations and bail brokers in the state. Couple private security companies. Park rangers, even. I told them his name, I told them his plans. (I know, Miles, I know, I broke the rules, I'm sorry).
Nope, didn't get a call in from thataways, they tell me. Pretty quiet up there, really.
Sure.
Checked all the hospitals. Nothing. He would have had me down as the emergency contact anyway, I think. He doesn't talk about his family. He doesn't have a wife. He's got friends, he's got people he works with, people he trusts, but I'm the one he'd call.
Or at least that's what I tell myself.
I managed to get the intake number and rang up Mount Massive itself. The call wouldn't connect. The phone lines are down up there.
Why?
I'm coming, Miles. I swear to God, I will find you.
And if I can't save you, then I'll tell the world why.