Shelly,” I said. I picked up my license and put it back in my shirt pocket. “She’ll be back. I’ll cash it with her.”
I turned around and walked toward the door.
Kayla Brandt was still standing in line with little Wyatt on her hip. Her eyes were wide. Harvey Kessler was still standing at his desk. Tommy Ruiz was standing by the door, holding it open for me.
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I reached up and straightened it. It had been crooked for years. It was crooked






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