5
“There you are ladies, two coffee,” Keith said, winking at Aubrey. “One with and one without sugar.” He sat down next to Aubrey, pulled the tab off his can of Coke, put the can to his mouth, and looked at Aubrey expectantly.
“We were just getting started,” Aubrey said as she sprinkled the sugar into her coffee. She raised her hands questioningly. “No spoon?”
“Oh sorry,” Keith said. “There’s probably a pen here somewhere.”
Aubrey closed her eyes briefly. “Thanks,” she sighed. “I asked Mrs. Chisholm to tell us her version of the attack.”
“Instead of a formal statement?” Keith asked.
“No, this is my statement,” the mayor said.
“But, we don’t have …” Keith protested because no official recording equipment was available.
“I use my smartphone to record the statement. That’s not a probl
