Dead to the World
“I’d looked up the old address I had for Dovie, with whom I’d exchanged the odd Christmas card. I found the house with a little difficulty. It was well away from the shopping areas that were my only normal stops in Shreveport. The houses were small and close together where Dovie lived, and some of them were in bad repair.
I felt a distinct thrill of triumph when Carla herself answered the door. She had a black eye, and she was hungover, both signs that she’d had a big night the night before.
“Hey, Sookie,” she said, identifying me after a moment. “What’re you doing here? I was at Merlotte’s last night, but I didn’t see you there. You still working there?”
“I am. It was my night off.” Now that I was actually looking at Carla, I wasn’t sure how to explain to her what I needed. I decided to be blunt. “Listen, Jason’s not at work this morning, and I kind of wondered if he might be here with you.”
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