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Pulling his cell phone from his cassock pocket, he checked the carrier signal.
Extremely faint.
Cell service is intermittent up here," the driver said, glancing at him in the rearview mirror.
In about five minutes, we'll be out of the mountains, and service improves." "Thank you." Aringarosa felt a sudden surge of concern.
No service in the mountains? Maybe the Teacher had been trying to reach him all this time.
Maybe something had gone terribly wrong.
Quickly, Aringarosa checked the phone's voice mail.
Nothing. Then again, he realized, the Teacher never would have left a recorded message; he was a man who took enormous care with his communications.
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