“Are you kidding? She’ll get the death sentence.” “Too bad the Butcher Bitch can’t get three death sentences.”
That’s the public speaking, David thought. He had the depressing feeling that if he walked around the restaurant,
he would hear variations of the same comments. Brennan had built her up as a monster.
He could hear Quiller’s voice. “If you don’t put her on the stand,”
that’s the image the jurors will carry in their minds when they go into the jury room to reach a verdict.
I’ve got to take the chance. I’ve got to let the jurors see for themselves that Ashley’s telling the truth.
The waitress was at his side. “Are you ready to order, Mr. Singer?”
“I’ve changed my mind,” David said. “I’m not hungry.As he got up and walked out of the restaurant,
he could feel baleful eyes following him. I hope they’re not armed, David thought.
Chapter Twenty
When David returned to the courthouse, he visited Ashley in her cell. She was seated on the little cot, staring at the floor.
“Ashley.” She looked up, her eyes filled with despair. David sat next to her. “We have to talk.”
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