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“Sure thing, Pop.”
“I shall say good night to you both. Sleep well.” He turned to Colette and gave her a fatherly hug.
“Good night. Thank you again.”
Logan looked at Colette. “Are you ready for some shut-eye or can I talk you into a cup of tea?”
“Tea would be nice. After the story your father told me, I need something to soothe my mind.”
“Coming right up. Take a seat.” He pulled out one of the dining-table chairs.
Back in his den, Clive wiggled the mouse sitting next to the keyboard of his computer. The Excel file came up.MILLSTONE ESTATE SALE INVENTORY. At the bottom he saw the tab forSALVAGE. One entry. George Nelson. He jotted down the phone number. Now, if only the phone service was working, he would leave a message for the man. He wondered if there was a way for him to make a phone call from his computer. Maybe Logan would know. He got up and went back to the living-room area, where Logan and Colette were having a cup of tea.
“Oh good. You’re still up.”
“Indeed I am. What’s going on?” Logan asked.
“Do you know how to place a phone call from the Internet? Do we have WiFi?”
Logan laughed. “Sometimes. What are you trying to do?”
“I’ve got the phone number of the guy who bought the contents of the garage.”
“It’s a little late to be calling people, no?” Logan asked.
“I want to leave a message. The sooner I can get in contact with this guy, the better.” There was a sense of urgency in Clive’s voice.
“Let’s check it out. There might be a way to place a call from the mobile phone through the Internet. Let me go get it.” Logan got up, went into the large side-entry area and pulled his cell phone from a shelf, where they usually left their cell phones next to a charging station. Since they didn’t work well in the house, this way they could grab them on the way out.
“OK. Let’s give it a try. As long as we still have an Internet connection, it may be possible.”
The three of them went into Clive’s den. It also had a very modern rustic look without being heavy. A small stone fireplace stood in the corner.
Logan went through a few settings on his phone.ENABLE WIFI CALLING. ClickYES. The little hourglass on his phone was indicating there was something trying to connect. “What’s the number?” Logan asked.
Clive called out the digits: 540-555-3491 as Logan pressed the buttons on the phone. Much to his surprise someone answered. “Yeah?”
“Uh, hello. Is this George Nelson?”
“You got ’im.”
Logan gave the other two a strange look and shrugged. He handed the phone to his father.
“Mr. Nelson, my name is Clive Dunbar. I’m sorry to be calling so late.”
“No problem. What can I do ya fer?” Clive wasn’t sure if it was the connection or if Nelson had a wad of chewing tobacco in his mouth.
“I represent the Millstone estate. I was wondering if you still had the contents of the garage in your possession.”
“That garage musta been somethin’ special. Yer the second person to call about it tonight.”
Clive was stunned for a moment. “Oh, I see.” He was almost sure the other person was either Rowena or Arthur. Who else would be looking for something from the estate? “May I ask who the first call was from?”
“Jeez, don’t know if she’d want me tellin’ anybody.”
She.Clive was sure that it had to be Rowena.
“I would make it worth your while, Mr. Nelson.”
