Glacker walked past the massive coffee area in the way-too-bright interstate convenience store gas station and approached the girl behind the counter.
“I need thirty on pump eight and can you tell me where I can get a...decent cup of coffee and a bagel in this town? He looked at the girl’s nametag, finishing the question with her name, “Melinda.”
Melinda,…
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