CHAPTER FIVE
The next morning, someone knocked while Steve was preparing to leave for work. He groaned, envisioning his middle-aged neighbor with another plate of muffins. Instead, he glanced out the peep- hole to see Officer Morales.
It must be wishful thinking. He watched spell-bound until she knocked again. If he opened the door, would she turn into Mrs. Docent?
He took the chance and Dana remained Dana, wearing an apologetic smile. “I have a summons for you. I guess you knew it was coming.”
“The trial?”
“Yep. You and the clerk are the only witnesses.”
He glanced back into the apartment. “You want to come in?”
“No, thanks. I’ve got a couple more of these to deliver.”
“Before I testify, tell me if this guy has any friends I should be worried about,” Steve said.
Dana widened her
