“I’m the client.”

Madeline smiled behind her fingers.

“You’re the client and the lawyer and the moving crew all at once.”

A court officer called the docket.

I walked past the three of them without stopping.

My heel snagged on a seam in the tile, and I put my hand flat against the wall to catch my balance.

“Careful there,” Gregory said.

“The state doesn’t pay for falls.”