It was two weeks into the trial, the morning of the second Friday. "We've got to finish this thing," Michael said. The delay in the start of the trial had created a time crunch. His vacation was supposed to start Monday and he had a late Saturday flight to the Maldives for a two-week stay in paradise. Maggie had no idea who would be accompanying him on this trip and she hadn't asked. She'd come to ignore what she couldn't control.
"We can finish today, don't you think?" she asked him.
"Yeah, we'll question our last witnesses this morning. If we play it right, we could do closing before lunch. You and Stan can be on verdict watch, right?" he told them. "I'm going to be sunning my ass in the Indian Ocean." Michael grinned in anticipation.
Whatever, Maggie thought, sighing. For h
