CHAPTER 54
“A year’s probation. Next case,” declares Judge Heatherstone without looking up. His gavel hits the table.
Sally Cookie promptly stands, snapping her briefcase closed, and extending a hand for a split-second shake. “I’ve got a client waiting in the hallway his wife has accused him of attempting to murder her poodle give this to your brother best wishes in the future.” An envelope materializes in her hand.
“Thank you for—” Lary attempts to be gracious.
“It’s time for my medication should have taken it at eleven.” Sally glances at her over-sized watch and takes a pill from her purse. Popping it into her mouth with lightning speed, she disappears from the courtroom.
Lary looks around the room in a state of shock and relief. She tugs down her pink sweater over her lumpy brown s
