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Lucinda Daly, prosecutor, wants to talk to her plaintiff. He's a little hard to find, but a few phone calls get her on the phone with Charlie, who suggests that Laney might be at his house, as he's friends with his daughter. Lucinda offers to come by when Charlie's home, but Charlie says she can go over now if she likes; a friend of the family she might want to talk to anyway is an adult presence there.
Lucinda pulls into the driveway and rings the doorbell.
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Naturally, Alice glances at Bella, who between the two of them is definitely the thinker of things.
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"Mr. Hammond is reasonably likely to try to buy his way out of this," Bella says. "If there's anything extra you can do to watch out for jury tampering, please do it. My dad's pretty sure of the judge, though."
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"I'll keep an eye out," Lucinda says.
"That's all I can think of right now, but perhaps we could get your phone number," Bella continues.
Lucinda nods and writes it down for them. "I'll see you in a few days, if not before," she says, and she gets up to go. "Bye, Laney, Bella."
"Bye," says Bella.
"That's all I can think of right now, but perhaps we could get your phone number," Bella continues.
Lucinda nods and writes it down for them. "I'll see you in a few days, if not before," she says, and she gets up to go. "Bye, Laney, Bella."
"Bye," says Bella.
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"So," Bella says, when Lucinda has gone. "She seems decent."
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"I will try really fucking hard!" he says. "But I don't know how the fuck normal people work."
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"Well, I'll be there, I can coach you in realtime," Bella soothes, patting his head. "Just take a second before speaking aloud - and look thoughtful or emotional while you do it - to let me see what you're going to say and make corrections."
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He leans into her hand.
"I love you," he sighs. That is definitely the most prominent of the many emotions he is currently experiencing.
"I love you," he sighs. That is definitely the most prominent of the many emotions he is currently experiencing.
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Bella laughs.
"I think this is going to turn out fine," she says.
"I think this is going to turn out fine," she says.
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Meanwhile, Lucinda arrives at the place where Judith has been placed. Apparently they're just putting her up in a motel. "Mrs. Hammond?" she calls, knocking.
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Judith answers the door—begowned as usual, but with her makeup slightly less than perfect.
"Yes?"
"Yes?"
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"Hello, Mrs. Hammond. I'm Lucinda Daly, and I'm prosecuting your husband's case. Do you have a few minutes to talk?"
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"Certainly," she says. "Do you want to come in? I'm afraid I don't have much to offer as a hostess at the moment."
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"I understand," Lucinda says, stepping in. She sits in one of the rickety little chairs in the room. "Do you intend to testify against your husband?"
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"If I were the defense," Lucinda says, "I would make sure to ask you why you never came forward. Do you have an answer for that?"
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"It didn't happen all at once," she says. "He started out so reasonable... and by the time it was clear that he wasn't reasonable at all, well, I wasn't sure just how unreasonable he could get. And I didn't want to find out."