David helped her to a corner booth. âIâm fine. It was my fault. I caught my heel in a crack and . . .â
âDonât listen to her, Mick,â said David. âThe press holed us up on the front steps of County, practically barrelled her down the stairs.â
Mick shook his head. âBarbarians,â he said, never one to hold back on an opinion. âNot to worry,â he said, helping Sara into her seat. âIâll get you a . . .â
âCoffee, strong, black,â interrupted Sara.
âJuice, combo, orange,â countered Mick. âYou need a little sugar is all â and Iâll add some wheat grass for protein.â
âThanks, Mick,â said Sara, knowing there was no point in arguing, as Mick rushed back to his lime green counter and set about âfixing thingsâ the only way he knew how.
âNot another word,â said Sara, as David reached across the table to take her hand. âIt was just a fall, David. If I thought it was anything more Iâd be at the doctorâs in a shot. You
know
that.â She smiled. âBesides, you keep sweeping me off my feet like you did on the front steps of County and people are going to assume we are trying out for the lead roles in the next live action version of
Cinderella
.â
âYou and Cinderella,â he said, squeezing her hand with a smile.
âHey, stop complaining. I could have had a Snow White fetish and then Iâd be demanding seven little people come share our cosy two-bedder.â
âThis your way of telling me youâre carrying septuplets?â asked David with a smile.
âOver my dead body,â she laughed.
Half an hour, two roasted chicken sandwiches, one coffee and an extra large juice later, David and Sara were back to discussing their case. They didnât have much time. They had promised their client that they would look in on his two children later in the afternoon and had called ahead to Loganâs business partner, Katherine de Castro, to make sure she would be at home. She was, and she would be, she had assured them with enthusiasm, and they set up the visit for three.
âI know he has hired us to represent him,â Sara began, referring to their client, âbut in all honesty, part of me thinks we should be talking to the ADA. Logan didnât kill her and I am not sure what it says about us â basically sharing in his lie and endorsing his confession by representing him in court.â
âI know,â said David. âBut we have no other option. Carmichael will be going through the motions just like us â charging Jeffrey with involuntary manslaughter, and then waiting for the forensics to come in so that she can arrest J.T. and hand him over to juvie.â
âShe isnât going to like that,â said Sara.
âShe wonât have any choice.â
âAnd you?â asked Sara after a pause. âIs that going to be enough for you?â
David knew this discussion was coming â and he loved her for bringing it up.
âIâm not sure,â he replied. âItâs just that this whole case comes with so many questions it is hard to know where I should stand. Stephanie was so generous, so selfless, so full of ideas and opinions and dreams. And for her life to end the way it did â at the hand of her only son . . . part of me needs to know what went down, Sara, and not just for Stephanie, but for me.â
Sara nodded. âItâs like you knew her at âAâ, and she ended up at âCâ and âBâ is . . .â
âA sixteen-year mystery I owe it to her to understand.â
âStephanie didnât ask you to do this, David.â
âShe didnât have to.â
The look of understanding on Saraâs face said it all.
âSo we start by supporting the lie, and after that, well . . . we see what we can do about unveiling the
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