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“Your voice tone. Whenever you use that particular tone in your voice, it is followed by an eye roll. I know you well.”
“So, you do.” I replied, digging in my closet for a clean pair of jeans and sweater.
“Want to meet around two at Applebee’s? I’m going to have to get on the road and head back to Charlottesville after that.”
“Yeah, that sounds good,” I replied. “See you then.”
Right after I got off the phone with Darcy, my phone rang. I checked caller I.D. and was surprised to see it was Kyzer. Wow, it had been awhile.
“Hey, stranger,” I said when I answered.
“Hey, Lindsey.”
He sounded kind of down and out.
“Is everything okay, Kyzer? I’ve tried to call you.”
“My father passed away last week. I was in Miami for his funeral.”
“Oh my God, Kyzer! Why didn’t you call and let me know?”
“What difference would that have made, Lindsey? It wouldn’t have changed anything.”
“Well, yeah, but still, I would have liked to talk to you, offer whatever comfort I could. Are you still in Miami?”
“No, he said, “I’m on the road back to Charlottesville. I just wanted to check in with you, you know, to see if you needed any help with Physics.”
That was so damn thoughtful of him thinking about me after the grief he was feeling.
“Kyzer, I am fine. Don’t worry about me. I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better.”
I couldn’t imagine the grief that he was feeling right now. No brothers or sisters to share the pain, only a houseful of servants most likely. Yet he still cared about me and my problems with Physics.
“You know me, Lindsey, I live for science problems.”
An idea suddenly sparked. Maybe I could temporarily distract him from his grief. I thought about the piece of paper we had recovered from the locked metal box. I was certain that Kyzer could read the formula equation and figure it out more quickly than anyone else. He would probably love the distraction. He didn’t need to the specifics around it.
“Hey, you know what?”
“What?”
“I came across something the other day kind of out of the ordinary. It was something I found in an old lockbox. It looks like some sort of chemical formula or equation. My stepfather scanned it and sent it off for interpretation. Too bad you weren’t around. I’ll bet you could have figured it out in no time.”
“A formula?”
“Yeah. It was something from Banion Pharmaceuticals. Probably nothing, but you know how anal my stepfather can be.”
“Yeah,” he said, “Well, it goes with the job, I suppose. Do you still have the paper?”
“Yeah, it’s around here somewhere.”
“Lindsey, do you have plans this afternoon?”
I’m meeting Darcy for lunch at two at Applebee’s, just off the by-pass.”
“Do you care if I drive up to see you? I just feel so lonely and hate going back to that apartment and being alone.”
“Well, Kyzer, I’m seeing Taz at seven, so you know--”
