North Carolina Boundary Lines Drawn on an Oak Desk

his pocket.

“Morning, Clara,” Jerry said.

“The lock is different,” I said, holding up my ring. “My key does not fit.”

Jerry reached into his uniform pocket and pulled out a sealed white envelope. “A young man from Senator Hise’s office came down here late yesterday afternoon, just after you left. He had your spare desk key, the one you said went missing continue reading …