I paid the bill and carried my bag out to the truck.

I drove back to Arthur’s house with the receipt in my pocket.

The yellow legal pad was still lying on the table.

I set the receipt on top of it and opened the working binder.

Then I put the ledger copy inside, lined up the holes, and snapped the heavy steel rings of the evidence binder closed.

At nine sharp, Julian walked into the courthouse conference room with his lawyer and laid a leather folio on the table.

Julian straightened his tie, even though the knot was already straight.