As you walk away from the fenced-off area, you come to where your fellow explorers once parked their cars. Now only one small vehicle-- yours -- sits in the morning sun. Not far off is a tow truck with a young man sitting in the cab. He watches you put your bags in your car and then climbs out of his truck. "Hi," he says. "My name is Jim Nakai." You shake his proffered hand. He waits for a moment, which puzzles you. "Don't mind me," he responds. "I just want to be sure your car is going to start up. Wouldn't want to leave anyone stranded out here."
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