Fourteen Years and a Single Ledger from the Autumn Election

loud in the small room.

Peter did not sit back down, instead looking at the brass nameplate on the wall.

“We need to know if the court is planning to hold an evidentiary hearing on the bank records,” I said.

“The schedule will be posted by four o’clock,” the clerk said, turning back to her computer screen without another word.

We left continue reading …