Morgaine’s look was cold. “And you never bothered to ask him about any of that, did you?”
A sudden ruckus in the hall alerted them to trouble. Roz stood, but didn’t know if she should get involved or not.
Morgaine strode to the door and opened it wide. Two cops had Konrad in handcuffs and were wrestling him down the stairs as he tried to explain some kind of mistake.
“Look, I don’t know what kind of evidence you think you have, but I’m innocent, and I can prove it.”
“Tell it to the judge, buddy,” one of the cops said.
“I don’t want it to get that far. There’s got to be something I can do to convince you I didn’t do it.”
Roz stepped into the hall. “What are you accusing him of, officers?”
“Look lady, it’s none of your business.”
Konrad froze and stared at Roz. The cops couldn’t budge him another inch. “Itmightbe her business. Roz, is…er,wasmy lawyer.”
“Great, you saved a phone call,” the other cop said.
Roz tried to stay calm. “What are the charges?”
Konrad didn’t wait for the cops to provide details. “They’re accusing me of the 1991 Gardener Museum heist, Roz.”
Her head jerked. “What?”
Morgaine stepped into the hall behind Roz. “That’s impossible. He’s been helping mesolvethe case.”
“So?” One of the cops said as he tried to push Konrad toward the door. “Ever heard about criminals returning to the scene of the crime?”
Morgaine grabbed Roz’s arm and shook her slightly. “Dosomething. Iknowhe didn’t do it. I’d have picked up on that in a heartbeat.”
Roz shook her head. “There’s nothing I can do if they have a warrant.”
The first cop said, “We have a warrant, all right, and if your client doesn’t come with us right now, I’ll add resisting arrest to the charges.”
Konrad’s gaze dropped to the floor. He could probably break out of the handcuffs and toss the officers aside easily, but he wasn’t even trying to do that.
“Okay, I’ll go, but you’re making a mistake.”
“Roz, for the love of God, if I ever meant anything to you at all—”
Even though she still had plenty of unanswered questions, she could answer one of them easily. Yes, he meant something to her. She might wish he didn’t, but she’d be lying.
“I’ll meet you at the station,” she said softly.
***
Konrad hung his head and rested his clasped hands on the small table in front of him. It seemed like he’d been waiting an eternity for his lawyer to show up. Had she decided not to represent him and had to find someone else? If so, could he blame her?
At last the door opened, and Roz walked in. She wore her professional gray suit, tortoise-shell glasses, and her pretty highlighted hair was gathered in a bun. Their gazes met briefly, but she quickly shifted it to the papers in her hands as she sat down.
“Mr. Wolfensen, we’re looking at a high-profile grand-jury case. More seasoned lawyers may offer to represent you. Are you sure you want a public defender?”
“I wantyouto represent me. I need someone I can trust.”
“Then I’ll need to ask you a few questions.”
“Of course.”Do we have to be so formal?
