Driving Straight To County Offices
I tucked the folder under my arm, thanked Brad, and headed back to the garage. Downtown traffic inched past delivery trucks, but the county building sat only six blocks away.
I paid the parking kiosk, placed the receipt on my dash, and crossed to the entrance. Security screened my bag, scanned the folder, and waved me through.
The lobby directory listed Recorder on the second floor and Assessor on the third. I joined the elevator crowd and watched the numbers climb.