We did both yesterday.”

Wade laid the red pen down on the blotter.

“He tried to wreck your calling twice, Tom.

Once forty-five years ago, and once more last Friday.”

“I won’t spend whatever years I have left holding an old man’s head under water,” I said.

“Tell the prosecutor the church will take full financial restitution through the civil settlement.”

Wade looked at the open folder for three long seconds, then slowly put the cap back on his pen.

“The county auditor needs your signature on the release form before two o’clock.”