Chapter 34“Wait,” I said. “A what, now? A rally?”
“Indeed.” Glee danced in Alec’s voice, and I wished I hadn’t taken the call.
I stood to shut my office door, then sat on my desk. “A rally for what?”
“To demonstrate solidarity against the police and their campaign of unfounded aggression,” he said, like a recitation. “Sundown in the Common on Tuesday, until whenever.”
“That’s before people are even out of work.”
“Exactly. Plenty of witnesses, and just in time for the evening news.”
“Did you have a hand in organizing this?” I asked.
“I may have.” I could picture him, buffing his nails on his lapel, feet propped on some stately mahogany slab. “Tell me you’re coming.”
“I’m working.”
“But you’ve got a doctor’s appointment that afternoon, surely?” he ribbed.
I sighed, rubbing my templ
