Chapter Forty-six
‘Another victory snatched from the jaws of defeat,’ Fenella said, eyeing him closely. ‘It’s getting to be a habit with you and Oscar.’
‘Not my finest moment, to be truthful,’ Matthew replied.
‘No? Why’s that?’
‘I think we may have been manipulated from the very beginning.’
‘How shocking,’ she said with feigned surprise. ‘A defence lawyer with a conscience? We’ll have to mount you in bronze somewhere.’
Matthew gave a chuckle.
‘I often think of what you once said to me when we first spoke alone in the foyer during the MacGregor trial.’ He ran the back of his hand gently across her cheek. ‘When you asked me to join the good guys.’
‘You mean when I asked how you could sleep at night?’
‘Something like that. But look at how wrong you were then.’
She shook her head. ‘I
