Hi, Sadie. This is Jack. I hope you’re doing well.
“I’d be better if Carmella were behind bars.”
He sighed.Well, that’s precisely what I’m calling about. Her attorney is interested in a plea deal.
My stomach sank, but I continued.
“So, she’s not going to jail?”My voice trembled.
No, she’d still be doing jail time. I didn’t like their initial offer, but I did send them one that would be fair and—
I let out a deep breath, but I still felt like I wanted to explode.
“No, being fair is if she were still in jail, awaiting her trial for attempted murder. This isn’t fair,” I told him.
You’re right, Sadie. I misspoke, but I do have to consider many factors when deciding what cases to take to trial.
I shook my head. “She would be proven guilty.”
Juries can be surprising.
I clenched my fists, leaning against the counter for strength. I refused to look at Zack.
“What are you offering them?”
Four years in prison, three years probation. I think the judge will sign off on it.
It felt like the world was spinning around me. The walls felt like they were closing in as I stared at the moving ceiling. None of this made sense.
Zack came up behind me, looping his arm around me, holding me tight as I brought my gaze back down to the phone.
Her defense lawyer only wanted two years of jail time with one year of probation.
I froze for a brief second.
Zack slowly rubbed my back, trying to soothe me.
But there was no making me feel better.
I turned to look at Zack and nodded.
“Fine.”
The good news is that she’ll return to jail by the weekend. The judge will sign off quickly.
I nodded, even though he couldn’t see. “Well, thanks for letting me know.”
I’m sorry we couldn’t get her in for what we’d originally planned.
I sighed. “Me too.”
And then I hung up the phone.
It was like my life was in slow motion. Every second felt like an hour as I stared at the counter while Zack rubbed my back.
“I know this isn’t what you wanted.”
I slowly raised my arms, wrapping them around myself and shaking my head. “Not at all.”