in this city who do not have a gavel to defend themselves.”
Across the street, Marjorie Bell could no longer contain her curiosity. Seeing the Captain
arrive, she assumed the 'trespasser' was finally being dealt with. She scurried across the
pavement, wrapping her cardigan tight.
“Officer! Captain!” Marjorie called out. “I’m the one who called. Is she in custody? I told
dispatch she didn’t belong here.”
Captain Price turned slowly to face the neighbor. “Ma'am, do you know who owns this
property?”
“Well, it just sold to a very prominent buyer,” Marjorie huffed. “Obviously not her.”
“The property was purchased by Chief Judge Evelyn Carter,” Price said loudly, ensuring
her voice carried across the manicured lawns. “Who is currently standing on her porch.