At 5 A.M., Security Called To Say My Sister Had Movers—So I Told Them To Let Her In

my laptop ever gave me trouble, if the outlet there had any issues. Before I could answer, he was already there, reaching behind the desk, fiddling with the power strip.

From his body language, anyone else might have thought he was checking connections. I knew better. His eyes kept sliding toward the small filing cabinet beside the desk, the one he continue reading …