Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

that looked out toward the courthouse square. He cleared his throat, the sound dry and small in the large room.

“I did not,” Arthur said.

The room went very quiet, save for the rattle of the steam pipes in the corner. Henderson turned his attention back to Russell, his expression hardening.

“Mr. Vance has lived in this county for seventy-one years,” Henderson continue reading …