"Wait for our call." It had rained all the day before. It didn't matter, though. The man stayed in the room all day waiting for the call. He hadn't left once. Spent the day pacing, looking out of the window overlooking an alley at the rain. The stranger had told him to stay in this hotel and to wait for a call. The call would tell him where to leave the money. After the stranger had the money he would call back and give the man information about the whereabouts of his son who had been missing now for seven months. After he disappeared, he and his wife waited for word and then began to look for their son themselves. They hired people to find him, but all leads had come to nothing. Now he had to wait in this room for the call. He pulled back the drapes and looked out at the alley. There he saw a dagger blade of sunlight slashing across the wall of windows. The windows all had their blinds drawn shut. Then the phone rang. 

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