At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded

Ruth continued handling the remaining documents.

One afternoon, she came to the duplex carrying a manila envelope.

She placed it beside the white receipt envelope.

“This is the last copy I need to deliver in person.”

I looked at it.

“What is inside?”

“The notice, the relevant restrictions, and confirmation concerning preservation of the evidence.”

“Do I need to sign anything?”