CHAPTER THIRTEEN
August 31, 2013, 3:00 p.m.
Coconino County Sheriff’s Office
Conference Room #2
911 E. Sawmill Road
Flagstaff, Arizona
The Coconino County Sheriff’s conference room reminded me of scores of similar meeting places in federal and state venues all over the country. It had a long, maple-stained wooden table, suitable for gathering a dozen attendees. The chairs were utilitarian and uncomfortable. They’d painted the walls a neutral off-white. Staged photos of deputies, employees, little-league teams, and police equipment covered the walls.
The room was too cold for my attire. The hospital had allowed me to keep a set of their dark blue surgical scrubs and slippers. The Sheriff had seized all of my clothes and equipment as evidence. I had nothing to complain about. I was sa
