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The ContractorChapter 11 Retired Again
I arrived in Barnstable just before ten that night. It had been a long day. The flight from Tucson to Houston, then Houston to Boston took a total of seven long hours. Then a rented car from Boston to Barnstable. My faithful old Crown Victoria was still sitting in El Cajon, gathering dust. Maybe it was time to sell it. Get rid of another connection to the past. What did I need it for now? I parked on the driveway since I didn't have a garage door opener. I grabbed my bag and trudged into...