Sixteen
HELEN WAS RIGHT. BENJAMIN Harrison was worth every penny.
Before we leave Gladys’, Helen gets a call from Angela Jenkins. She puts it on speaker.
“Benjamin Harrison!” she exclaims. “How in the hell did Rodriguez afford him! His retainer is four figures, and he charges $400 an hour.”
I look at Gladys with astonishment. I forget that her parents and grandparents left her quite comfortable, if not downright wealthy.
“Someone hired him on Nate’s behalf,” Helen says, glaring at Gladys. “I’m assuming he called to say he had new evidence that would exonerate his client and was filing an emergency petition with the court for a hearing?”
There’s silence on the other end. “Are you tapping my phone, Helen?” she says.
“No,” Helen says. “We do have evidence that indicates Nate didn’t kil
