He gets up from his chair. “I was just leaving,” he says calmly.

“This is not fucking okay. Where is Sheriff Stevens?”

Scott tries to pass her, but she blocks the doorway with her small and slender stature. She juts her chin up at him.

“Like I said, I was just leaving,” Scott says.

“I don’t care. You have no right to speak to him!” She crosses her arms over her chest.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Sarah, it’s fine. We’re done talking. Just let him go,” I say.

“What were you two talking about? As his lawyer, I have a right to know.”

“Come on, Scott.” The guard ushers him out. Sarah doesn’t step aside, and he has to practically shrink down to nothing to get past her. Her death glare returns to me. I’m targeted with matching glares from Anne and Matthew. Anne is like Sarah’s puppet, doing and saying whatever she’s told. Their relationship has always rubbed me the wrong way. Anne idolizes Sarah, and Sarah basks in that attention. Matthew has always been Sarah’s sidekick, and it appears Robin has returned to Batman’s side.

“Are you trying to lose this case?” Sarah taps her Louboutin stiletto rapidly on the tile floor. It’s clearly a rhetorical question, and I simply shrug.

She shakes her head. “Are you going to tell me what that was all about?”

“It was nothing. He just wanted to talk about Kelly.” I don’t know why I’m not saying any more, maybe because what Scott said destroys my case. If Scott was never abusive, why would anyone believe that he killed her? And if he was with Deputy Hudson all night, he couldn’t have murdered Kelly. Then again, an officer having his partner as an alibi doesn’t sit well for me. It’s all a bit too perfect.

Sarah and Anne take a seat in front of me. They start pulling out files from their bags. Matthew leans against the wall behind them as if standing guard.

“What brings you here, Matthew?” I ask.

“I’m in town a while for business… and I guess the timing isn’t great, considering…” Matthew says looking around.

“Timing was never your strong suit,” I say.

“Clearly not yours either,” Matthew quips.

“Will you stop?” Sarah narrows her eyes at me. “Matthew is helping with your case, so show a little respect.”

I nod and lower my head. Jail is already turning me into a hardened asshole, or maybe I’ve been one all along.

Sarah reads over her notes briefly and then looks to me. “Did you know Kelly Summers’ real name was Jenna Way?”

“I did. She told me about her past two weeks before she was murdered.”

“And you decided to leave that bit of information out?”

“It slipped my mind.”