Gangster's Court by Adam Van Susteren

Author:Adam Van Susteren [Susteren, Adam Van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781986504737
Published: 2020-03-28T22:00:00+00:00

20

“You must be Milk,” Jo said to the giant black man dressed in a black suit. He approached the front door of the office building carrying a folding table in one hand and a shopping bag in the other.

Milk nodded.

“I’m Jo. May I help?” Jo asked while holding the door open.

“I got it.”

After Milk cleared the door, Jo said, “Two doors down on the left.” She closed the door on the dusky pink sky and followed Milk down the vacant corridor. “That’s it.” Jo opened the door to the waiting room of her father’s office.

Milk grunted.

“Something wrong?”

“Not very court-like.”

“It’s the best I could do on short notice.”

Milk set the table down in the middle of the waiting room. He pointed at the chairs lining the wall, then he pointed to the actual office. “In there?”

“Sure. Are we setting up in the waiting room?”

Milk nodded.

Jo used a code on the second door and they put four of the eight chairs into the main office. Milk was taking the fifth and sixth chairs into the office when Jo said, “Don’t we need chairs?”

“You need a bigger chair. I stand.”

Jo smiled with recognition. “Like a raised bench to add gravitas to the judge from the litigants perspective.”

Milk nodded, then went to set up the table.

Jo walked past the reception desk and into her father’s office where she located his high back chair. She rolled it across the office, navigating past the waiting room chairs. Through the office door, she saw Milk set the chairs at a slight angle, a small end table between them, across from a table covered with a black tablecloth. The room seemed different.

Jo rolled her chair behind the table. “Thank you. Looks so much different in here.”

Milk nodded.

Did I do something to offend him? Why isn’t he talking to me? “Everything okay? Anything we need to do before I greet our litigants?”

Milk pointed to the office. “I get you, when they both here.”

“Are you sure? I don’t mind helping out.”

Milk nodded towards Jo’s big chair, then sat down across from it. “So it be like a court. I introduce the dispute, call the court to order. You come in.”

“Got it. Anything else I should do?”

Milk shrugged.

“Everything okay?”

Milk looked around the office. “Yeah.”

Jo looked at her watch, twenty minutes until nine, the start time. “Would you like some water? Something to drink?”

He shook his head.

“It feels strange not having my phone with me. How about you?”

Milk shrugged.

Twenty more minutes with the silent giant. “Anything you want or need?”

Milk shook his head.

“Have any advice for me?” Jo asked with a warm tone in her voice.

Jo felt Milk’s eyes stare directly into hers. “Do what Omar tell you.”

Jo kept the eye contact. “Any thoughts on the best way to accomplish that when the litigants show up?”

Milk lowered his gaze to the desk covered by the black tablecloth. “Be the boss.”

“Thanks. Will do.” Jo looked around the office. “Can you give a message to Omar for me?”

Milk looked back into her eyes.

“Detective Browning is asking questions about a double-murder.

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