“Mr. Foster. Ms. Nicole Cooper. Don’t leave the county.”
“We’re adjourned.”
I didn’t stand up.
I couldn’t.
Dorothy came down from the stand, walked to the defense table, and put her hand on my shoulder.
“Rachel. Get up. People are waiting to shake your hand.”
“I can’t feel my legs.”
“Then I’ll stand here until you can.”
PART 4
The State did not pursue a retrial.
The prosecutor, to his credit, called Anita the next morning and said he’d read the Hollis photographs and the badge log and Marjorie’s letter, and that he’d be referring the matter to the fr*ud unit with a different defendant in mind.
Two different defendants, actually.
Brian was arr*sted in March.
Nicole in April.
I’m not going to walk you through the charges.
You can guess them.
I’ll tell you about the plea instead, because that’s the part that surprised me.
Nicole took one.
