Chapter Fifty-Five
Jane, Sam and Diane sat across from the judge at the sterling mahogany desk. The DA and Harper stood just behind them in the cozy chambers decorated in reds and browns.
“Okay, everyone have a seat,” said the judge.
Harper effected the introduction. “Your Honor, this is Jane Carter. She is the young lady who made the mysterious 911 call that identified my client, Richard McCafferty, as the man shooting Dan McKenzie.”
The blue-eyed DA stood beside Harper, and for once, he didn’t object. Jane sat up straight in her chair, not slouching, nor did any remorse appear on any part of her.
Sam and Diane both stared at her as if they’d rehearsed some part. “Jane, will you please tell the judge what you told us?” Diane said.
She breathed deeply through her nose, but not in a s
