Chapters 9-11: Preacher Finds a Corpse - Bonus Audiobook Episode GP706
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Episode GP707 will be posted Tuesday morning at 8am Eastern / 5am Pacific and the other episodes each weekday thereafter.
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Episode GP706 Description
Coralie, waitress at the C'mon Inn, gives Evan another reason Bob was depressed. Evan breaks into Bob's laptop and phone and finally gets some hard evidence. Still unable to make sense of things, Evan has an imaginary debate with his deceased fiance Naomi.
GP706 Preacher Finds a Corpse - Chapter 9, 10, and 11 (37:45 minutes)
Chapter 9
Wednesday 8 pm
C’mon Inn
In the evening of the day of Bob’s death, Evan found his appetite. He gratefully polished off a light meal of polenta and scrapple as he sat at the counter of the C’mon Inn. Cora had refilled his coffee cup faithfully with fresh-brewed Farmer Brothers from the glass carafe it seemed she never put down. To her credit, she didn’t disapprove of his stirring in a couple of packets of Folger’s crystals to thicken it up. Followed by his usual megadose of sugar.
The brain runs on glucose. That’s sugar. There will either be time enough for me to mend my ways, or there won’t.
The place was abuzz with the news about Bob, but no one suspected Evan had any special knowledge of it. Edie wasn’t talking and neither was Chet Otis. Evan kept to himself, not just because of his ontological crisis but also because he intended to keep his inquiries confidential as long as possible.
It was a slow night at the diner. Only two booths were occupied, and Evan was alone at the counter. He was still dressed in the down jacket and jeans he’d had on since early morning, so he didn’t look different from any of the other men in the place. They’d all parked their ball caps next to their coffee mugs. Cora was the type who was chatty and gossipy enough if you engaged her, but she knew to leave you alone if you were in a mood and wanted to keep your thoughts to yourself.
People say she’s slow. She might not have made it out of grade school, but there’s something glowing inside her
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