TWENTY-FIVE
June 14 5:22 p.m.Amanda was just leaving the office when her phone rang. She recognized the number. “Hi Barb.”
“Have you seen the news?”
“No.”
“The guy who attacked you, Richmond Flowers, is being charged with Brian’s murder, assault and attempted rape.”
“Did they mention my name? Am I going to have the press all over me?”
“No, they spoke of the victim’s right to privacy, although you know the press will start digging.”
“I don’t want to be the center of a media blitz about the attempted r**e. Who needs that?”
“I agree, but you know it’s coming. You are going to be saying ‘no comment’ frequently and starting soon.”
“Thanks for the call, Barb. I’ll see you guys tomorrow night.”
“Yeah, I’m bringing the pre-mixed margaritas.”
“Perfect. I think we’re going to need them. W
