I took over Adam’s old room and dived into researching the phone company records. My best guesses were the two people I had been calling when I first heard from Dad: Adam’s closest friend, Kent, whom he was supposed to be with on his last weekend; and, unhappily, my uncle Mitchell, who had already destroyed his own life with dope. Adam had become very close to Uncle Mitchell. My dad had a hunch that Mitchell had played a role in Adam’s death, maybe even been responsible for it.