My Neighbor Knocked in the Rain and Told Me to Take My Granddaughter Across the Street—From His Window, I Watched My Own Son Enter My House
Pamela near the fence.
Jason circling the block.
Wayne appearing once several days earlier.
A prosecutor asked Gideon why he documented everything.
He shrugged.
“Firefighters write things down.”
That was it.
No heroic speech.