Samuel Reed Kept an Old Wooden Bat Behind the Pantry Door for Twenty Years

“My name is Miller.

I represent Mr.

Voss.”

“I know who you are,” I said.

“Then you should know that we filed three signed statements with the clerk ten minutes ago,” Miller said.

He handed a white copy to Deputy Jennings.

“Neighbors have documented my client’s wife behaving erratically since late August.”

Claire pulled her elbows into her ribs.