PAUL WAS PISSED, HIS partner was wary, but Celia had apparently grown a spine during the last dozen years. Somehow she’d managed to recognize me on the other side of the crowded room during our shared moment of terror an hour earlier. And now she wouldn’t take no for an answer after demanding that the cops release me into her loving arms.
It wouldn’t have flown in a big city. But here in Arborville, where Officer Lambert wanted to get into my mother’s pants and Officer No-Name was almost certainly a family man old enough to have adult kids of his own, a real-estate agent really was able to spring a potential hoodlum from prison without bothering to call in a lawyer.
She was able to have me released from custody, but not to take me off law enforcement’s radar entirely.
“I’ll be watching
