Arthur drove to the truck depot before dawn. He didn’t ask permission. He found the driver, a tired man named Earl, sitting in his cab, eating a gas station donut.
Arthur looked up. His eyes were hazel again. Almost soft.
“I’m hungry,” he said. “What’s the next story?”
Marcus knocked. “You okay, boss?”
Earl’s face went gray. “You a cop?”
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Arthur drove to the truck depot before dawn. He didn’t ask permission. He found the driver, a tired man named Earl, sitting in his cab, eating a gas station donut.
Arthur looked up. His eyes were hazel again. Almost soft.
“I’m hungry,” he said. “What’s the next story?”
Marcus knocked. “You okay, boss?”
Earl’s face went gray. “You a cop?”
