Keith Lobello
After the incident with the teenaged girl in the Emergency room, I had two scheduled days off. I went up to my cabin on the mountain to relax, but I brought my computer with me, intent to do a little digging on Julianna Potter. But there was precious little to dig up. Unlike her sister, Julianna kept a low profile. I did manage to get her address, which was an unassuming apartment down by the train tracks. It wasn’t the worst part of town, but it wasn’t the best either. Again, I was struck by the differences between the two sisters. Melayia had a luxury condominium with a view, she drove a flashy car, she dressed in designer clothes. Melayia liked to be seen, she liked to be noticed, she liked attention. She liked men. I had liked her too. Back in high school w
