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Colorado was an hour ahead of Arizona this time of year. Eight-thirty AM in Fort Collins was seven-thirty in Tucson, so at least Travis could save that one hour of waiting.
But he had been up since five, too agitated to sleep any more. He parted the drapes in his motel room and verified it was still dark outside.
The diner next door wouldn’t open for another hour. Travis filled the time by sitting up in bed and checking over the notes he made last night. He added a few more things he remembered. He wanted to make his written report as complete as possible.
His boss, Dr. Alvin Linsk, head of the Colorado State University biology department, discouraged any of his investigators calling him at home. Travis assumed it was because Linsk didn’t want his wife to overhear the kinds of conver
