Jimmy was in his office in the Old Town Penny’s Too coffee shop, so I drove there after signing my statement. I drove slowly, tentatively, knowing my concentration was shot. My mind was pinging from Max licking my fingers to the bully who wanted to attack me to my hard-to-soft in six seconds or less. The day had gotten away from me on a mega level.
Fortunately, after my incoherent phone call, Jimmy was waiting in the alley behind Penny’s next to the service entrance.
He put his arm around my shoulders and led me upstairs into his office.
“Guy’s on his way over,” he said. “We heard about the confrontation at the bakery. Guy’s bringing over something he said would help.”
I was shaking my head before Jimmy finished speaking.
“No, no, you didn’t hear about everything,” I interrupted, movi
