Six Hand Drawn Sketches from the Summer of Nineteen Ninety Two

took off his glasses and set them on the desk.

“You are thinking about showing up,” he said.

“I am not going to let them put that blue logo on the screens and tell three hundred people that Gerald drew the lines in his study,” I said. “I have the original drafts Helen sent me.”

“Helen was Gerald’s secretary,” Frank said. “Her testimony is hearsay unless continue reading …