Deborah Spots Us Near The Courthouse
A silver SUV crept past the courthouse and slowed when it reached our corner. Deborah looked over, saw the three of us by the steps, and circled the block.
She parked by the meters, glanced at her phone, and watched from across the street. Brad kept his voice even and continued reviewing the checklist.
Mitch closed his notebook and told us he’d proceed at the scheduled time.