First Night

22 hours running

“Police are asking for any witnesses to come forward.”

The newly renamed Gregg Vincent sat on the motel room bed just west of Thunder Bay, Ontario. He had just watched the news report on how his previous life had ended on the floor of the woodworking warehouse where he worked.

His wife had told how he had walked out after a fight. She sobbed in the right spots and appeared contrite. Considering the insurance settlement she would get, he knew better.

Police were asking for help as there was no weapon found at the scene. Of course, he had the gun in the glove box of the SUV.

As soon as the news was over, he crawled into the show