YUKI SAW TWILLY RISE from his seat in the gallery and move to follow her out of the courtroom and into the hallway, that bastard1. She worked her way through the knots of people in the corridor, shoved open the door to the ladies’ room, found an empty stall, and locked it. She sat with her head in her hands for long minutes, then went to a sink, washed her face, and slipped on her sunglasses.
Once back in the hallway, she headed for the fire exit, heart still knocking inside her chest as she walked quickly down the staircase, her mind circling the verdict, still shocked that the jury had found Junie Moon not guilty. The public would go berserk when they learned that Junie Moon was going to get out of jail free. They’d blame the verdict on her, and they’d be right to do it.
It was her case and she’d lost.
Yuki opened the door into the lobby and, with her head down, walked out of the gray cubical building into the equally gray morning. Len Parisi was on the top step of the courthouse, standing2 like a red-haired sequoia3 inside a clump4 of journalists who were reaching their mics and cameras forward, shouting questions.
She saw star TV reporters, Anderson Cooper and Rita Cosby, Diane Dimond and Beth Karas. Cameras rolled as Parisi told the press whatever politically correct blah-di-blah a public servant with a coronary in his history and probably another one in his future would say.
Fifty feet away from Parisi, three steps down, Maria Martinez and several of the jurors were also surrounded by reporters.
Yuki heard Martinez say, “We were overwhelmed with reasonable doubt.” And then the video cameras shifted as L. Diana Davis exited the big steel-and-glass double doors with her arm still sheltering Junie Moon.
Yuki ran down the remaining steps to the street. She saw Connor Campion and his wife at the curb5, Campion’s driver holding open the door to a Lincoln sedan. Jason Twilly was standing beside Campion, the two men deep in conversation as Yuki passed.
Yuki crossed Bryant against the light, eyes focused on the All Day parking lot, glad to be invisible in the morning crush of pedestrians6, especially relieved that Twilly was busy with a bigger fish than she. Keys in hand, she found her Acura toward the back of the lot.
She heard someone call her name. She turned with a scowl7, saw that Jason Twilly was coming toward her, his dark jacket flying open like the wings of a vulture.
“Yuki! Hang on.”
Jason Twilly was following her again!
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n.场外证券市场,场外交易;vt.制止,抑制 | |
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vi.(at)生气地皱眉,沉下脸,怒视;n.怒容 | |
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