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Cole checked out of the hospital around three o’clock and into the Holiday Inn. He figured after the lumps he’d taken, the upgrade to a softer bed and nicer surroundings would be worth the expense, and aid in his recovery. The television had a remote, and there was a refrigerator in the room with lots of ice. He had kept the icepack from the hospital and had it on his eye while he tried to watch a Cubs game on TV. His eyeball ached and his ribs were sore, but the call from Agent Fergusson around nine o’clock made it almost worthwhile. Christopher had folded like a house of cards, and Tree Top had been caught holding the bag. The Cubbies were up by two, God was in His heaven, and all was right with the world. Around midnight, Cole drifted to sleep with the help of Tylenol with codeine.
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