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Friday, December 16—9:25 p.m. Chapter One My wife, Sara, and I are hosting a faculty party at our home when the Clark Falls Police Department arrives to take me into custody. It's the last day of the fall semester. On campus, offices are darkened, final exams completed, lecture halls standing empty until the new year. Most of our colleagues, a few graduate students, and assorted companions have retreated here, at our invitation, to shake off the cold and brace for the holidays. The house smells like mulled cider and catered food. Hickory logs crackle in the fireplace while conversation bubbles and alcohol flows. I'm at the foot of the staircase with Warren Giler, the chancellor's husband, where we've found common ground on Islay scotch, the '04 Red Sox, and a mutual ambivalence regarding faculty parties. Winter air threads its way into the festivities. "I'm sorry?" I hear my wife say. She's standing at the front door in her dress and heels, talking to a man in an overcoat. I see two uniformed officers behind him, breathing clouds on our stoop. "Can you tell me what this is about?" "Uh-oh," Giler says to me. "Those men look stern." He's right. They do. "I'd better go help," I tell him. "You're not wanted, are you?" "Not to my knowledge. Possibly the music is too loud?" I chuckle and excuse myself. Sara gives me a worried look as I join her at the door. She looks terrific with her hair up. "Evening, guys." I smile. "Cold tonight." "Paul Callaway?" "That's right." There a... |
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