the character of the person using it.
“Before I move anywhere,” Evelyn said evenly, her voice projecting effortlessly across the
lawn, “I’d like to know why two patrol units are parked in front of my home.”
Harlan’s jaw tightened. He wasn't used to being questioned by suspects, especially not
ones wearing house slippers. “We got a call about a suspicious person on this property.”
“Suspicious in what way?” Evelyn countered seamlessly.
“You don’t need to play games with me.”
“I am asking a direct question.”
Harlan took a heavy step closer, stopping at the bottom of the porch stairs. “You were
reported as possibly trespassing or attempting to break in.”
Evelyn looked down at her slippers. Then at the open front door behind her. “Sergeant, I
am standing on my porch drinking coffee. If this is how burglaries are being committed