Keeping Tabs on Tom
After work, Jake and I decided to alternate watching Tom. “You can take Thursdays, and I’ll take care of the Tuesdays,” Jake proposed, writing on his notepad. We made notes about every location Tom went to and every individual he encountered. It was simple yet irritating because of his typical pattern. After a week, I moaned, “Nothing yet,” but I knew that with every page of notes, we were coming closer to the crucial hint that would reveal all.
Keeping Tabs On Tom
The Attorney’s Visit
On a strange day, Tom walked into the office of a famous lawyer. I texted Jake, “He’s going to be inside for a while.” Crouched in our aging automobile, the two-hour wait seemed to go on forever. What would he be up to? As I tried to figure together why an attorney may be a part of his game, I asked out loud. This visit had to be related to the inheritance; it was not a random one. There must have been enormous mysteries behind those legal barriers.
The Attorney’s Visit
