Amnesia Ch 10
Chapter 10 – Epilogue Tony leaned back and rested his head against the plaster wall of the almost empty room. He was thinking. He had plenty of time to think. At least as much as three years to think. Ralph Cummings would be arriving soon, and it would be back to work. Work on the story of his ‘life,’ if that’s what you could call it. Ralph was a god-send, actually. Tony had been wavering between despair and frustration for the past three months. Three months since the sentencing. Three...