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Megan leaned back in her chair and studied the other woman. “Okay, why don’t you tell me some things about your brother?”
“Why?”
Megan pointed to the documents. “I’m trying to draft motions to get him out of Cutter’s. I have to have something to go on other than his insanity act.”
“An act?”
“I saw what went on at Cutter’s. You were communicating with him somehow.”
“Maybe I was and maybe I wasn’t. Sean said that the forensics don’t add up. Different dirt on the bodies. That’s something you can use.”
“But it’s just a point of evidence, something for the jury to decide. It’s not going to get the charges thrown out.”
“Getting the charges thrown out isn’t necessarily the goal. We need to put pressure on certain people. We need
for them to know that there is a lot at stake. More than my brother being executed for crimes he didn’t commit.”
“Well, drafting stupid motions won’t do that.”
“They can, if we execute the plan precisely.”
“And how do we get to these certain people?”
“I believe Sean and Michelle are attempting to do that right now.”
“And who are these certain people?”
Paul remained silent.
Megan pursed her lips and folded her arms over her chest. “I am the one who’ll be arguing this case to save your brother’s ass.”
“It’s a company in the intelligence field.”
“Does this company have a name? It could have direct bearing on the case.”
“I’m not inclined to disclose that information right now.”
“So you do know?”
“Perhaps.”
“You’re not making this easy.”
“It’s not supposed to be easy.”
She got up and walked away, leaving Megan to frown after her.
CHAPTER
56
BUNTING PUT DOWN THE PHONE and hurried over to the window overlooking the street. It was completely dark outside now, except for car lights and streetlamps. He checked his watch. It was nearly ten. He scanned the area outside of his house. For a moment he had a spark of hope that it was all just a bluff. But then he saw the tall man directly across the street, on the park side, under a streetlamp and near a tree.
Apparently, Sean King had glimpsed him, too, at the window. He raised his cell phone.
Bunting moved away from the window and debated what to do. Ordinarily he would have called Harkes to come and take care of this. But that was no longer an option.
I have to handle this one myself. And maybe it’s about time.
