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Chapters (88)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
  5. PART ONE
  6. 1
  7. 2
  8. 3
  9. 4
  10. 5
  11. 6
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
  17. PART TWO
  18. 12
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. 21
  28. 22
  29. 23
  30. 24
  31. 25
  32. 26
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. 31
  38. 32
  39. 33
  40. 34
  41. 35
  42. 36
  43. 37
  44. 38
  45. PART THREE
  46. 39
  47. 40
  48. 41
  49. 42
  50. 43
  51. 44
  52. 45
  53. 46
  54. 47
  55. 48
  56. 49
  57. 50
  58. 51
  59. 52
  60. 53
  61. 54
  62. 55
  63. 56
  64. 57
  65. 58
  66. 59
  67. PART FOUR
  68. 60
  69. 61
  70. 62
  71. 63
  72. 64
  73. 65
  74. 66
  75. 67
  76. 68
  77. 69
  78. 70
  79. 71
  80. 72
  81. 73
  82. 74
  83. 75
  84. 76
  85. 77
  86. EPILOGUE
  87. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  88. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“I just told you. Based on what I heard today, we are completely, 100 percent screwed.”

“Sounds like I need to hire another attorney. Maybe you’re not up for the challenge. Being out of the game for so long has made you soft and weak.”

Bo ground his teeth together. “No attorney, not F. Lee Bailey, not Johnnie Cochran.” He paused. “Not Tom McMurtrie. None could help you if they didn’t know your side of the story.”

“I’ll tell you,” Helen said. “But not now. I’m too tired, OK? Come back in the morning.”

Bo stared hard at her. “I’ll come and I’ll listen, but there’s something you need to start thinking about.”

“What?”

“Sack’s offer of life without parole is looking pretty good right now. If the forensic analysis of the hair fibers confirms that you were in the house, and if the blood in your car matches Butch’s . . .” He trailed off.

Helen returned Bo’s hard look and pressed off the table with her hands. Once she’d risen to her feet, she folded her arms across her chest. “I’ll never take that deal, Bo, and you know it. It’s all or nothing.”

Bo nodded. “If that’s the case, then you get some rest and be ready to tell me everything first thing in the morning.” He walked to the door and rapped his knuckles on it three times for the guard. “If you don’t, I’m gonna walk. I didn’t sign up for this gig so that you could sabotage any chance of us winning.”

“Don’t you threaten me.”

“Tomorrow,” Bo said as the guard opened the door.

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41

Bo was still fuming when he arrived back at the office. It was almost 6:00 p.m., but Lona was still at her desk and working on the computer. She stopped typing when he stepped inside the lobby.

“I heard,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

“It was to be expected.”

“I know . . . but I heard the evidence was pretty bad. I’ve become friends with Sue Barnes, one of the clerks over at the courthouse. Sue taught me how to do electronic filing, and she has a brother in addiction recovery. She’s been good to me. One of the few people in this town . . . besides you . . . that’s given me a chance. Anyway, Sue said the rumors floating around the courthouse are that General Lewis almost had to have killed him based on what Sack Glover presented today.”

“That’s not an exaggeration,” Bo said, hearing the defeat in his tone. “If the General would tell me what the hell happened, maybe we could get somewhere. Maybe there’s an angle.”

“Maybe she did it.” Lona’s voice was quiet, and she was looking down at her desk.

“Maybe,” Bo said. He looked at the computer. “You get the complaint drafted in that new wheels case?”