“Ain’t that the truth,” Terry muttered. “Okay, we should go get Josie and then eat.”
* * * *
“Pastor, I mean Tom, do you have a phone I can use?” Rudy asked as soon as he and the others entered Pastor Peters’ office around nine that morning.
“Of course,” Tom answered, adding with a smile, “As long as it’s for a local call.”
“It is, I swear.” Rudy took out the card Mr. Abernathy had given him to show Tom.
“Ah. A good man and a good lawyer. If anyone can help you it would be him.”