A Satin Christening Gown Hidden Away in a Texas Cedar Chest
“You dropped your Bible in the dirt yesterday when I brought up the Rountrees,” I said to Higgins.
“That name scares you to death.”
Higgins got to his feet and laid his palms flat on the desk blotter.
“I was startled yesterday because you brought up an old name out of the blue,” Higgins said.
“In the spring of 1971 I signed a character reference for Thomas Rountree.
They needed a clergyman’s signature to finish a private adoption.”
He looked over at Arthur, and Arthur gave one slow nod.