The next morning, Michael and Clint had some things they needed to do pretty early. I had learned that the two of them worked together to help set up and design websites for various companies, which was perfect jobs for them because of their transient nature. They generally didn't see the clients they designed the websites for, since most everything they did was taken care of through virtual meetings and email. But the night before, Clint's laptop had started giving him trouble, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. So they were taking it to a local repair shop in the hopes they could have it up and running within an a few hours so they didn't get behind.
Since I found myself with a couple of hours to kill before going to Whispering Pines, I decided to go to the local co
