Jake Randolph in "The Naked Beat" Pt. 93

I borrowed Rebecca's car, a red '57 Dodge Coronet Lancer, to drive to the hospital. Mine looked like a piece of Swiss cheese and I didn't need to be hassled at that moment.

I made it to the hospital in short order. I found Mr. Miller in the lobby. He was sitting in one of those plastic orange chairs, head in hands.

My heart ached for this man. He lost his daughter, got her back against all odds, and then lost her again, permanently.

"Jeffrey," I said in a somber tone.

He looked up at me, tears in his eyes...