Arthur stepped up to the counter and set his heavy signet ring flat against the glass.

“Mrs.

Gable, there’s an injunction pending against that application.”

“Has the judge signed the order?” Mrs.

Gable asked, looking past Arthur at the lawyer.

“Judge Miller is signing the stay right now,” the lawyer said.

“It’ll be downstairs in ten minutes.”

Arthur looked at me with a cold, condescending smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.