Jane and Eddie pulled off the New Jersey Turnpike to the last rest stop before the city.

“End of the line,” Eddie muttered.

“Right.  And the end of our leads,” Jane lamented.  They were sweaty and exhausted.  Hours of showing Honey’s pictures and interviewing workers at the chain of rest stops that dotted the turnpike had turned up nothing.

                They began the well-prepared drill of showing pictures and asking questions.

                And then suddenly, their fortunes changed.  They showed Honey’s picture to an obese manager with greasy hair at Burger King.

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