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I stopped by my place for a change of dressy-ish clothes and stashed my Wonder Woman costume in a duffel bag before heading downtown to Assurity Bail Bonds’s office at Arizona Center. If my meeting with Sadie Levinson went well, I could walk the half block south to the Phoenix Convention Center and enjoy the rest of Comicon. Tracking down Assurity’s wayward defendants could wait until Monday.
The parking garage was near capacity when I arrived, no doubt packed with vehicles belonging to convention attendees. I found a space on the top floor, left the duffel on the passenger seat, and grabbed my notebook.
Assurity Bail Bonds was tucked in a corner on Arizona Center’s second floor. A string of bells tied above the door jingled as I entered. The office consisted of a twenty-by-thirty-fo
