Chapter 17 – The Best Laid Plans
Wednesday, August 20th, 2014
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The beauty of a small town like Zanesville is that there’s pretty much only one of everything, if any. There’s only one Chevy dealer, only one Ford dealer and certainly only one Toyota dealer. I showed up there when the service department opened at 8:00 AM.
I was already late. Most of the crew was hard at work in the back when I got my turn at the counter. My goal was to corral Nevil Harper Jr. and talk to him on neutral turf, without the interference of his family.
The service manager paged the boy to the desk. He wouldn’t let me go into the shop – said it was dangerous. I gave him my best, “You must be joking?” look but he didn’t budge.
When Nevil Jr. appeared, he already had grease on his hands. His manager dir
