Chapter 22
NOAH PUSHED THE button and answered the phone. “Hello,” Noah said.
“This is your Uncle Joe.”
“What can I do for you, Uncle Joe?”
“I called the Duval County Morgue earlier today, and they told me that they won’t release my brother’s body to me or to your grandparents.”
“That’s right,” Noah said. “They’ve been instructed not to. Bobby and I are the next of kin, and we are going to arrange things the way we want them.”
“You can’t do that.”
“Sure we can.”
“I guess I’ll have to call over there Monday morning and talk to someone in authority.”
“Go right ahead, Uncle Joe. Two of my friends are with the Jacksonville Sheriff’s Office. One of them is quite high on the totem pole, in fact, and he’s assured me that nothing will happen until Bobby and I say so. He’s sitting here in
