You’ll have no civil remedy left against him.”

“We’re not going to sign it,” I said.

“It needs a fifteen-dollar notary fee to take effect,” Arthur said.

“My clerk’s out today, and we still need a signature to authorize the stamp.”

His voice faded out halfway through the sentence as he read the liability waiver on the second page.

“So we’ll have to find a notary somewhere else,” I said.

Arthur raised his eyes from the clipboard.