“That’s all right. I don’t want you guys to do it. “Robbie said. “Hauling around heavy furniture can hurt your back. I don’t want anyone hurt because of me. The movers have the necessary equipment.”
“If that’s settled, let’s eat before Mrs. Santorre has to reheat all of the food.”
Everyone started to pay attention to what was on their plates.
* * * *
Sunday
Sunday morning dawned and Robbie and Tom were up at five. The movers wanted to be at the house at six and all of the Masters and their subs planned to show up. Bull and Bear agreed to keep their whips in their cars, but no one asked Tom, Caden or Bull to leave their guns at home. The moving was to be supervised by the court, a representative of whom would be on the premises. She had been in the house and retrieved photo albums that showed what stuff was Robbie’s. She was there when they arrived.