Chapter 22

• “Well, they always had an interesting relationship!” Landon exclaimed, gesticulating wildly as if he were on stage. “I have pictures and videos and letters in my possession that will lay claim to their unique tastes in the bedroom. My client’s seminal fluid in Ms. Sherman’s underwear is not the most unusual thing the couple has done.” He whistled. “No, sir. Not by a long shot.” He got closer to the judge. “Not to mention Rose Sherman’s ... lover has left some interesting messages for my client, as well. Quite threatening. Most involving castration of some kind. Shall we have a listen?”
• “We’re not on trial yet, Mr. Fontaine. I suggest you collect yourself, though your passion is duly noted.”
• Judge Frank stared at me long and hard. He was one of the few judges who rarely put up with Landon’s crap. He knew what he had in front of him, but he knew what my case also lacked. I didn’t have the appropriate rebuttals, disproving or disputing the concrete evidence in the slime ball’s possession.