“Is there any way I could have a few words with Josiah?” asked Chase.
The deputy attaching the manacles snapped the last restraint. “Two minutes,” he said. He motioned Josiah to the railing. He placed his hand on the grip of his service weapon. “Don’t even think about passing over this railing,” he said.
“I assure you, deputy, that this young man understands that he cannot enter restricted zones,” interceded Richard. He motioned for Josiah to approach the railing. Josiah obeyed, under the watchful gaze of the bailiffs and security personnel scattered throughout the courtroom.
Josiah stood at the railing. His lip trembled from anger. He barely managed to contain it.
“You know what to do now,” instructed Chase. “Carpe diem.”
The youth immediately turned his back to the courtroo
