I sat next to the young man who slumped in the wooden chair across from Jill, Liz leaning against the deputy's desk with her arms crossed over her chest. I glanced anxiously at the reception area, spotting Rose on the phone, and knew Robert would be back at any moment if her pinched expression and hissing conversation told me anything.

Yeah, told me everything.

Jill didn't seem concerned by the nasty piece of work at the front desk playing tattle tale, however, ...