CHAPTER 37

They moved with a quiet that pretended not to be urgent. The city answered late again — traffic lights blinked as if checking their scripts — and the sky held the thin blue of a day halfway honest. Nicole rode in a police cruiser with Anders beside her, laptop bag between his knees, Harrow and two plainclothes detectives in the front. Madeline rode with the judge’s clerk in a separate car; Camille followed with Elena and Kendra in Harrow’s SUV. Julian drove himself, hands ...