Regina
It was late by the time I was released from the hospital. The police came to talk to me about the incident as well. They said that the hotel didn’t have anyone in their employment that fit the kid’s description. The only “Earl” that worked there happened to be the elderly bellhop, who reported that he’d lost his name badge about a week ago. The motorcycle that had hit me was reported stolen in New Jersey over a month ago. No leads on the thief's identity either.
“Can you think of anyone who would want to hurt you?” the officer asked.
“No! Well, not personally. I have to turn away hundreds of unsolicited manuscripts, and I have to reject most of what I do accept. I’ve had a few angry phone calls and emails from disappointed writers and their agents, but…” I shook my head, “
