Nora Laid Her Teething Baby on a Sick Man and Felt His Fingers Twitch
At five o’clock, Attorney Arthur Pendelton arrived at the estate office down the hall and set his heavy leather folio on the mahogany desk.
Raymond sat in the high-backed leather chair behind the desk, a cup of warm water sitting untouched on a coaster beside him.
“The county prosecutor accepted the sworn affidavit twenty minutes ago,” Pendelton said, laying three stamped court documents on the blotter.
“Dr.
Wallace signed a full statement in front of Detective Miller and surrendered his medical license to the state board.”
“What about Christopher?” Raymond asked.