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And where does the prideful event take place?”
    â€œSomewhere in Prince Edward County, half an hour east of Kingston. Ever hear of a place called Glenora?”
    Donny took so long to answer that Dan thought he hadn’t heard his question. “Yeaaah ...” he said finally. “Something about a freak lake?”
    â€œI don’t know anything about a lake, freak or otherwise, but they make a very nice pale ale.” He held up the bottle of Glenora Red Coat he’d just finished.
    â€œOh, is that why.…”
    â€œJust sampling the local wares.”
    â€œAnd here I thought you were getting cheap on me.” Donny shook his head. “No, man — this place is famous. There’s some strange geological phenomenon like nowhere else in the world. It’s up on a mountain somewhere. Apparently it has no incoming source of water, but never runs dry.…”
    â€œUnderground streams?”
    â€œMaybe. I don’t remember.”
    â€œYou sure you don’t want another drink?” Dan asked.
    Donny put down his bottle and stood. “Thank you, no. I must depart.”
    â€œIt’s about time. I thought you’d never leave.”
    â€œAnd that’s the only reason I stayed this long.” Donny looked over at Ked. “Say goodbye to the kid for me.”
    â€œTake some cake?”
    â€œPlease!” Donny made a face. “Keep it for your doctor.”
    Ralph sniffed curiously at Donny as he passed through the kitchen then turned back to his bed.
    â€œThanks for coming,” Dan said. “Ked was thrilled you made it.”
    â€œMe too.” Donny filled the doorway. “It was fun to celebrate somebody else’s birthday for once.”
    They hugged as Donny’s fingers felt around Dan’s midriff. “Still not an inch of fat on you. I don’t know how you do it, with all the drinking you do.”
    â€œWillpower,” Dan said. “That and light beer.”
    Donny smiled. “You have a good weekend, Sis. And take notes — sounds like it’s going to be trés elegant. I expect you to come back with lots o’ dirt. I want to hear all about how the rich and filthy-minded live. I need to compare notes!”
    â€œI’ll tell you all about it when I get back.”
    An hour later, Ked was packed off to bed. Dan had cleaned up the porch and headed inside. After pouring himself a final drink, he put away the bottles of alcohol. Upstairs in his study, he turned back to the folder containing the file on the runaway, Richard Philips. He read the report again, and again laboured over the photograph. Something about the boy’s eyes — some vulnerability — wouldn’t let him go. Finally, he closed the file and turned off the machine.

Three
Coffee and Donuts
    Dan’s heart pounded beneath the sheet. The phone was halfway through the second ring. The caller ID strip glowed green: bell payphone — 3:34 am . It might be Bill calling to say he’d finished his shift, though he usually crawled off to his own place and didn’t bother to call — if he even thought of Dan when he left work. Then too, Bill had a cell phone.
    Dan cleared his throat and picked up, but the answering machine got there first. A dial tone hung in the air. He stared through the blackness at the receiver. “If you’re going to wake me up, you could at least identify yourself so I’ll know who to be pissed off at tomorrow.”
    He smacked the phone down. Anyone in trouble would have left a message. Kendra certainly, and Ked was asleep in the next room, so it couldn’t have been anything to do with either of them. But you’d have to be desperate to phone at that hour. His heart was still doing a jazz number.
    His thoughts returned to Bill. He might’ve been arrested with drugs in his pocket at some after-hours club. Once he’d been stopped while driving on the verge of being impaired, but