“No questions, Mr. Singer?” David rose to his feet. “No. All this testimony is meaningless.”
He turned to the jury. “The prosecution will have to prove that Ashley Patterson knew the victims and had a motive to—”
Judge Williams said angrily, “I’ve warned you before. It is not your place to instruct the jury on the law.
If—” “Someone has to,” David exploded. “You’re letting him get away with—”
“That’s enough, Mr. Singer. Approach the bench.” David walked to the bench.
“I’m citing you for contempt of court and sentencing you to a night here in our nice jail the day this trial is over.”
Wait, Your Honor. You can’t—She said grimly,I’ve sentenced you to one night. Would you like to try for two?
David stood there, glaring at her, taking deep breaths.For the sake of my client, I’ll keep my feelings to myself.
“A wise decision,” Judge Williams said curtly. “Court is adjourned.” She turned to a bailiff.
“When this trial is ended, I want Mr. Singer taken into custody.” “Yes, Your Honor.”
Ashley turned to Sandra. “Oh, my God! What’s happening?” Sandra squeezed her arm. “Don’t worry. You have to trust David.”
Sandra telephoned Jesse Quiller. “I heard,” he said. “It’s all over the news, Sandra.
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색