Chapter 31
Atlanta, GA
Charles
THE TRIAL RESUMED Friday morning on schedule, although I thought the judge looked pale and drawn. I really didn’t have much more to offer in defense and was mostly interested in delaying things just a little longer, hoping that one of Richard’s people would turn up with the elusive Ruby. In an attempt to strengthen our hypothesis, I spent the morning calling various witnesses that Richard had turned up in his investigations. Finally, Wetherbee grew tired of it, as I’d suspected he might, and objected mightily to what he referred to as a “parade of useless witnesses, producing drivel for testimony.”
I objected to his characterization of my witnesses, although privately I was forced to agree with his assessment. We argued back and forth for a bit until the
