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I called Lula next.
'Carol's up in about ten minutes,' Lula said. 'How are we supposed to get home?'
`I'm on my way. Parkings a pain. Call me when you're on the sidewalk in front of the building, and I'll swing by and pick you up.'
I reached the courthouse and drove around the block. My phone rang on the second pass.
'We're out,' Lula yelled. 'We got Carol with us, too. And we all need a bar!'
'How did she do?'
'Probation and counseling. It was her first offense, and she'd already paid for all the Fritos she ate. We had a lady judge who weighed about two hundred pounds and was real sympathetic.'
I turned the corner and saw them at the curb. Lula and Cindy were smiling. Carol looked shell-shocked. She was ghostly white, clutching a bag of Cheez Doodles to her chest, and she was visibly shaking.
They all piled into the backseat, with Carol sitting between
Cindy and Lula.
'Carol doesn't know the court session is over,' Lula said, grinning. 'Carol's in a state. We gotta get Carol a big-ass margarita.'
I drove over to the Burg, and I parked in front of Marsillio's. It was a nice safe place to get a drink. If anybody messed with you at
Marsillio's, Bobby V would kick their butt. Or even worse, he'd make sure they didn't get a table.
We guided Carol into Marsillio's, sat her at a table, and used the napkin to brush some of the doodle dust off her.
'Am I going to jail?' Carol asked.
'No,' Cindy said. 'You're not going to jail.'
'I was afraid I was going to jail. Who would take care of my kids?'
`I'd take care of your kids,' Cindy said. 'But you don't have to worry about it, because you're not going to jail.'
Alan, the owner, rushed over with a margarita for Carol.
'Am I going to jail?' she asked.
Three margaritas later, we poured Carol into the Lincoln, and I dumped her at Cindy's house.
'Boy,' Lula said. 'She was really hammered.'
With any luck she'd throw up a bag or two of Doodles. Don't get me wrong, I love Doodles, but they aren't exactly diet food when you snarf them by the truckload.
It was late afternoon, so I took Lula to the office. I parked in the rear lot, and we went in through the back door.
Connie was on her feet when she saw us. I've got a bunch of files,' she said. 'Everyone take a couple and put them away. I don't want another file mess.'
I took my stack of files and arranged them alphabetically. 'Joe tells me no one bonded out Anton Ward this time.'
'He's being held on a big bucks bond, and no one has the collateral to cover it. His brother called, but Vinnie wouldn't take the bond. The only way Ward's going to get out is with a signature bond, and no one's going to write a signature on Anton Ward.'
'What's the charge?'
'Armed robbery and accessory.'
'Ain't no justice in this world,' Lula said. That scrawny piece of garbage will plea-bargain and get off with a couple years.'
