Polly moved around the room quietly, when she saw the widow. She was easily recognizable, not by the crowd of mourners surrounding her, but by the det...iled description he had given her so many times before. Afraid she might offend or upset her, Polly slipped into what she thought was a restroom, and closed the door behind her.To her shock, it wasn't the restroom, but the viewing room. Polly thought it was odd the door had been closed, but assumed it was to not upset the widow. She walked up and. “Marcus got a last-minute call-up to a state football camp. They’d already bought a prom package including tuxedo rental and limo hire, and they chose me to be his stand-in. All I have to do in return is make Cayenne look good until the voting for Prom Queen is over.”Mum’s eyebrows levelled out, but I didn’t like the way they were curling.“Let me get this straight,” said Mum. “You’re going to the prom as Cayenne’s paid escort.”“Well, I still have to pay for my own prom ticket, but I’d put it. My sister-in-law did get a restraining order against her parents or their representatives.”“Thanks, that’s good to know. This crew will be arraigned tomorrow morning starting at nine a.m. in the county courthouse. It’s convenient, because it’s the same building as the jail. This isn’t the way to enforce an out-of-state court order, if there even is one.”“I think several of us will show up to see what happens and how they plea.”The detective shook his head, “Based on what we’ve heard, I doubt. Perhaps it was just that the girl was very persuasive.The next day, Lisa arrived at nine and let herself in the gate. She wore her blue, work overalls and had tied her hair up under a cap. Albert briefly looked up, then continued working. She busied herself in re-organising the workshop, more labelling, cleaning bench tops and so-on."Today I'm going to lower the rear engine into place," Albert announced around mid-morning."Cool!" she responded, "do you need a hand?" Maybe," he said, slowly,.