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“Because it’s a felony to have a gun near drugs.”

“If you say so.”

“If I say so or it is?”

He first shook his head a little and then nodded and then didn’t know which answer was appropriate, so he just sat there.

“You were nervous because of the trooper that night.”

He nodded. “I was, like I already said.”

He seemed to relax a little, thinking he had dodged the bullet. I liked to change lines of questioning suddenly. It forced the witness to answer without the time to think or plan what to say.

“You and the trooper are about the same size, right?”

“He’s bigger.”

“And you’re scared of bigger people, right?”

“No, but he made me nervous. He had a gun.”

“You had a gun you left at home, right?”

“Right.”

“Because you knew that transporting drugs with a gun is a felony.”

He didn’t say anything.

“You a pussy, Chad?”

The defense lawyer stood up. “Your Honor!”

“Sorry, Judge, withdrawn,” I said without looking at the judge. “‘You a coward’ is what I meant to ask.”

“Hell no, I ain’t a coward.”

“You just said you were scared of the trooper because he’s a little bigger than you. You get beat up a lot?”

“No.”

“You get pushed around by the big boys in high school? They shove you in lockers?”

“No.”

“No dates, I bet, huh? Hard for cowards to get dates.”

“I ain’t a coward.”

The defense attorney stood up and said, “Objection.”

I said, “You afraid of me? I’m a little bigger than you.”

“No, I ain’t afraid.”

“But you crapped your pants with the trooper.”

“I didn’t shit my pants. He ain’t nothin’,” he said, his face turning red. “He’s lucky he wore that badge or we coulda gone toe to toe. I ain’t scared’a his goofy ass.”

I glanced at the defense attorney, who sighed and sat down. I winked at Chad and said, “No further questions, Your Honor. Unless Mr. Irwin would like to go toe to toe with the trooper right now like he was prepared to do that night.”

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We went back to the office downstairs from the court, and Will said, “What just happened in there? How did we win?”