Chapter 25

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25 At the deposition in Billings, Montana that afternoon, Chapman rattled off his questions so quickly, Marcela looked like she was having a hard time keeping up. “Where were you born—what is your work history—where did you go to school—did you graduate—who are your parents ...?” At one point Joe finally had to say, “Off the record. Paul, you have to give her time to answer.” “I thought we all wanted to speed it up,” he answered. “Isn’t that what you said, Sarah?” “Asking only relevant questions would be a big help,” she said, “yes.” “You do your job,” Chapman said, “I’ll do mine. Back on,” he told Marcela, then continued reciting questions from his notes. Sarah resisted exchanging any kind of look with Burke, even if this one was justified by their work. Instead she resorted to wri

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