Chapter Sixty-four
The courtroom was hushed the following morning as the various parties anticipated final addresses from both barristers and finally the judge. Fenella and Blackmore were chatting animatedly to each other, D’Ascenzio was grinning broadly. The defence team as well as Angelo and Rose were downcast and sombre.
‘It grieves me, members of the jury,’ Blackmore said in a gentle tone in his closing address, ‘more than I can express to you, to ask you to convict a man who in times past has been a conscientious officer. But we all know too well the scourge of drugs, and how they can drag down even someone like the accused. So much money can be made by buying and selling drugs, even for the middle-man. He doesn’t have to dirty his hands by selling the drugs to a desperate addict on
