Still See You Everywhere by Lisa Gardner EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lisa Gardner
- Language: English
- Genre: Police Procedurals
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IN MY LINE OF WORK, I have seen people die, but I’ve never seen one put to
death. My first thought as I stare at the redbrick entrance of the Mountain
View Unit in Gatesville, Texas, is that I don’t want to start now.
The Mountain View Unit is infamous for housing female death row
inmates. No one is executed here, however. For that, the prisoner will be
transferred the afternoon of their date with death to the Huntsville Unit,
which is even more infamous for being the most active execution chamber
in the United States.
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These are disquieting facts for a woman who’s been up all night on a
Greyhound bus. I look terrible and I smell like it, too, which I’m trying very
hard to ignore as I’m anxious and unsettled enough already.
In my line of work—which isn’t exactly a real job if you consider I have
no training and receive no pay—I normally choose my cases. I can’t always
explain why this missing person cold case versus that one. Given there are
hundreds of thousands of missing people at any given time, and even more
grieving loved ones desperate for answers, I’m always contemplating a
tragically long list. I gravitate mostly to underserved minorities, the kind of
people who were overlooked in life and garner little to no consideration
after they vanish.
None of that completely explains why I’m here now, with bruised eyes
and lanky hair, answering an urgent summons by some lawyer who clearly
has excellent investigative skills, because I’m not the kind of woman who’s
easy to track down. I have no mailing address, no property or utilities in my
name, and don’t even own a real phone. I do, from time to time, use an
internet café to post on a message board that focuses on missing persons.
That’s where I got the note. Short. Desperate. Mysterious.
I’ve never been good at ignoring mysteries.
I’d left my entire life’s possessions—a single roll-aboard suitcase—in a
locker at the bus station in Waco. Given that visiting hours in any kind of
penitentiary are subject to change, I called the lawyer upon arrival to
confirm my appointment. Victoria Twanow sounded almost as tight and
anxious as I felt, which didn’t help my nerves. She notified me that I was
allowed to bring in a single clear bag with up to twenty dollars in change
for the vending machines. Why twenty dollars? Can you even spend twenty
dollars in a vending machine? Given how much my stomach was growling,
I figured I might come close, but then I wondered if the vending machine
money was meant for me or for my death row hostess.
It was all too much for my sleep-deprived brain, so I gave up on clear
plastic bags filled with loose change and settled for buying a Snickers and a
bottle of water while waiting for yet another bus, this one to take me from
Waco to Gatesville.
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