“ “Go right at the next intersection. Then left. There’s the sign right there.” Raid pulled into a combination gas station, auto repair shop, and small bar. The 1960s building was clad in white asbestos shingles, some of which had cracked. Nygren took a look around. Signs of decay were apparent elsewhere as well. “Doesn’t look like much,” Raid said. A young man in his twenties was tending the register. His long hair was tied back in a pony tail. “Hiltunen?... Is he here?” Nygren asked. The young man appraised the visitors before answering. “Back in the shop. I’ll get him.” “Thanks, but we can find him.” Dressed in blue overalls and a cap, Hiltunen stood inspecting the radiator of a car that was parked over the service pit.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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