Dead Creek (2008)
“Dame Juliana Berners, fifteenth century Leaving Mike in Erin’s backyard, Osborne hurried across the street and over the sun-dappled courthouse lawn. Lew’s office in the new wing attached to the jail was just a block and a half away. A brisk east wind gave the air a cold edge, even though the sun was still high. Osborne broke into a jog. He did not want to be late for the conference call with Rick Shanley.
The door to Lew’s office stood open. Lew sat at her desk, rocking back in her chair as she... chatted with Ray, sprawled in one of two leather-seated wooden armchairs pulled up in front of the big old oak desk. The room was airy and light-filled, thanks to three wide, tall windows whose sills spilled over with green plants. The southern exposure agreed with them. To Osborne’s right as he entered was a small table, which held a coffeepot, its red light glowing. As he stopped to fill a mug, Lew straightened up in her chair, pushed a multibuttoned telephone console toward the center of her desk, and waved at him.MoreLess
The door to Lew’s office stood open. Lew sat at her desk, rocking back in her chair as she... chatted with Ray, sprawled in one of two leather-seated wooden armchairs pulled up in front of the big old oak desk. The room was airy and light-filled, thanks to three wide, tall windows whose sills spilled over with green plants. The southern exposure agreed with them. To Osborne’s right as he entered was a small table, which held a coffeepot, its red light glowing. As he stopped to fill a mug, Lew straightened up in her chair, pushed a multibuttoned telephone console toward the center of her desk, and waved at him.MoreLess
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