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“Me neither.”
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It was lunchtime when I got to The Freedom Agenda office, but I wasn’t hungry. The breakfast biscuits I’d eaten had turned into hockey pucks in my belly. When I walked in, Karen was about to take a bite of what looked like a very yummy turkey sandwich. She stopped before putting the sandwich in her mouth.
“You want something, don’t you?”
“How did—I can wait until you have your lunch.”
“No, just ask.”
“How would I get a transcript for a case we haven’t taken yet?”
“California?”
“Yes.”
“How old is the trial?”
“About nineteen years.”
She shook her head. “Court reporters destroy their records after ten years, that’s usually the easiest route. The court itself will have a transcript. They keep their records until the accused is a hundred years old. You’d have to go there and pay whatever they’re charging for copying, which is usually around twenty-five cents a page.”
Even without knowing how long the trial went on, I knew it would be a lot of pages. It was going to cost hundreds of dollars which I might not ever be reimbursed for.
“Shit.”
“Is that Dom?” Lydia called from her office.
“Yes.”
“I need to talk to you.”
Karen finally took that bite of her sandwich. I walked down the short hallway to Lydia’s office. She was reading through a document on her computer screen. It looked dense and very legal. Without taking her eyes off it, she asked, “You read through Brenda Wellesley’s file?”
“I did.”
“Good. I’m deposing her Friday morning at nine in Edwin’s conference room downtown. I’m hoping you can come.”
Even if the deposition took three hours, which it wouldn’t, I’d be back in time for work at The Hawk. I was also too curious about what Wellesley had to say for herself to refuse the offer.
“Sure, I can do that.”
“Good. What are you working on?”
Suddenly, I felt very guilty. I should have been able to tell her about a meeting I’d had with Candy Van Dyke. Except I didn’t have that meeting. I had two meetings on a case we hadn’t taken yet. I tried avoiding the issue.
“I’m meeting with Candy Van Dyke this afternoon. The witness against Stu Whatley.”
Lydia turned around stared me down. “And what did you do this morning?”
“I did a couple of interviews on the Larry Wilkes thing.”
“A case we haven’t taken yet.”
“No. We haven’t.”
“Anything?”
