I Arrived For Sunday Dinner At My Daughter’s House

for the minute.

In the driveway, Daniel came over before we got into my car.

“The officers are taking him in. Given the witness statement and visible injury, this won’t vanish.”

“I know.”

He glanced toward the house. “You want a patrol car outside tonight?”

“At my place, yes.”

He nodded. “Done.”

Then, softer, because he’d known Claire since she was a lanky continue reading …