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The next day, Griffin drove the thirty winding miles from Rocky Peak to the Mountain Regional Consolidated High School, which was located near the sheriff’s station and other county offices. He’d wanted to talk to Coach Ambrose first, but he’d learned that his old coach had Alzheimer’s and now lived in Arizona with his grown daughter.
Which could explain why Coach Ambrose hadn’t stopped Artie Nelson from getting promoted. Maybe he didn’t remember what Griffin had told him. Or maybe it just hadn’t been enough.
On his way to the high school, he put his phone on speaker and called Jiggy Rodriguez. He lived down south now, in Texas, and was happy to get a call from Griffin.
“Bro, you’re famous. I been watching you on TV, all celebrity-like.”
“Yeah, it’s a tough life, winning all those
