MATT CADD, PRIVATE EYE: Pentecost

Matt Cadd was sleeping.

He swam underwater. He surfaced. Johnny's ghost stood on the shore, dressed in white, speaking a foreign tongue. The wind blew.

Later, April Day told him what the dream meant. "His spirit is with you."

Those guys ought to keep better hours, he thought, and yawned.






Seven weeks plus one: 50 days