Chapter 23
Atlanta, GA
Charles
ON TUESDAY, PHILIP and I resumed our regular schedule, interrupting it early Thursday morning when I drove Philip to the airport so he could catch a flight to Boston for two days of conferences with architects and engineers. Meanwhile, I was preoccupied with a pending trial, which had become a media sensation. A thirty-five-year-old businessman stood accused of forcing a fifteen-year-old boy to perform oral s*x on him, or as we lawyers say, intercourse per os. The man was a pillar of the community and had a live-in girlfriend and absolutely no prior history of any s****l misadventures. The trial was to have begun the previous week, but I’d asked for and been granted a continuance of one week, so it was to resume this morning. In fact, I went straight from
