How an Eight-Year-Old Girl Named Emily Reached Out for Help on Maplewood Drive
“Did he say what the review board is after?”
“Only that the complaint is on the afternoon docket.”
Claire’s phone buzzed in her pocket again.
She left it there.
The bailiff opened the courtroom door and propped it with his foot.
“Room 302.
Back in session.”
At eleven thirty Mark Vance laid a clear evidence bag on the table.