My Neighbor Dug Holes in His Backyard Every Weekend – Then the Police Suddenly Arrived One Morning

lowered his head like a wounded saint.

I remained perfectly still.

My attorney, Diana Cross, adjusted a single sheet of paper in front of her. She was small, elegant, and carried the presence of a loaded weapon.

“Mr. Vale,” she said calmly, “did you tell your wife that you were medically infertile?”

Adrian blinked. “That’s private.”

“Did you tell her?”

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