Chapter 12
1910, Southampton
A few days later, Adan Noble and Raymond Weeks met for a discovery meeting. After the judge left, Noble took the opportunity to talk privately with Weeks.
“Is your client ready to go through all of this, solicitor?” Noble asked, flashing a weak smile.
“I suppose he’s as ready as he’ll ever be. Although I don’t know why he’s going through with all of this. He was offered a quiet transfer within the church,” Weeks said. He didn’t look at Noble, but continued to put away his papers.
“Why doesn’t he take the transfer?”
“I don’t know, sir.” Weeks’s brow furled a bit as he continued to load his satchel.
“Don’t you think you have a responsibility to your client to steer him toward a more agreeable outcome?”
Weeks scowled at him. “I didn’t get out of university
