After her meeting with Mr. Frederick, life as Chris knew it changed. The lawyer had insisted that the best defense was a good offense, and even though this wasn’t a trial, it meant getting the press on her side. Keeping them out of it altogether wasn’t an option. The Carters were too high profile.
They’d arrived at the office the following week to a full parking lot of reporters. Never in a million years would he have thought this many people would be interested in her case.
Elizabeth wasn’t surprised. “There are less than I expected, actually. Then again, it’s still early.”
“Less?”
“Yes,” she said, taking a seat behind her desk just as she normally would.
Chris glanced back at the door, remembering the sea of reporters and cameras outside. He’d seen stations from Columbus, Dayton, an
