19 ChanningChanning turned the Prius off the broad city avenue and rolled along a narrow alley between a pair of two-story apartment buildings. The change from bright sun to shade made her stop squinting and she felt the twinge in her facial muscles that indicated she’d had a grin plastered on her face for the past three and a half hours since they’d left the Parma hearing room.
Watching Nora’s stellar performance had elevated Channing’s mood to such a stratospheric level that she’d been high for the entire drive from Parma to Spokane. Despite Nora’s jitters, her best friend had proved she was ready for prime time.
For the first hour on the road, Channing had gone over every word that had come from Judge Valentine’s mouth and every expression that had crossed his face. She was certain th
