~ Sigmund Freud Eighteen years ago “What do you know about this place?” Petey asked Alison as they drove to Green Bay. “I made some calls to doctors in the area, and this place’s name came up a few times.” “How’d you get the numbers?” “I spent a long time in a phone booth in Chassell one day.” “Why Chassell?” “I didn’t want anyone to see me and wonder why I wasn’t using my home phone.” That must have been why she had him meet her in the parking lot of the casino in Baraga, a half hour from their hometowns. She’d left her car there and joined him in his truck, overnight bag in hand. As if reading his thoughts, she said, “No one will notice if I leave my car in the casino lot overnight.” She was the smart one, no doubt about that. She didn’t say another word for an hour.
