meaning that while in Harold’s company, one had three choices: 1. Drive in silence; 2. Listen to the radio;
or 3. Listen to Side B of my dad’s cassette of Missy Elliott’s excellent album So Addictive,
which—because it would not eject from the cassette player—I’d already heard hundreds of times in my life.
And in the end, Harold’s imperfect audio system happened to be the last note in the melody of coincidences that changed my life.
Daisy and I were scanning stations in search of a song by a particular brilliant and underappreciated boy band when we landed upon a news story.
Indianapolis-based Pickett Engineering, a construction firm employing more than ten thousand people worldwide, today”
I moved my hand toward the scan button, but Daisy pushed it away.
“This is what I was telling you about!” she said as the radio continued,
one-hundred-thousand-dollar reward for information leading to the whereabouts of company CEO Russell Pickett.
Pickett, who disappeared the night before a police raid on his home related to a fraud and bribery investigation,
was last seen at his riverside compound on September eighth.
Anyone with information regarding his whereabouts is encouraged to call the Indianapolis Police Department.”
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