The Photograph of a Newborn in a Yellow Knitted Hat
“I just need to know why Paul was involved with them,” I said.
“You need to let this go,” Reed said.
He leaned forward, crossing his arms over the manila folder.
“If you go near the girl again, or anywhere near their property, I’ll arrest you for stalking.”
I asked if I could at least see the formal complaint Rebecca had signed.
“I’ll arrest you,” Reed repeated.
He stood up from his metal chair to show the conversation was completely over.
“Don’t test me on this.