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information on various blacks； their dealings and whereabouts。
Tank stopped by the office Tuesday morning on the way to the bank。
〃Have you seen Lester Hailey in the past two weeks？〃 Jake asked。
〃Sure。 Spent several days at the place shootin' pool； drinkin' beer。 Went back to Chicago last weekend； I heard。 Must've； I didn't see him all weekend。〃
〃Who was he with？〃
〃Hisself mostly。〃
〃What about Iris？〃
〃Yeah； he brung her a couple of times when Henry was outta town。 Makes me nervous when he brings her。 Henry's a bad dude。 He'd cut them both if he knew they's datin'。〃
〃They've been doing it for ten years； Tank。〃
〃Yeah； sh；e got two kids by Lester。 Everbody knows it but Henry。 Poor old Henry。 He'll find out one day； and you'll have another murder case。〃
〃Listen； Tank； can you talk to Iris？〃
〃She don't e in too often。〃
〃That's not what I asked。 I need Lester's phone number in Chicago。 I figure Iris knows it。〃
〃I'm sure she does。 I think he sends her money。〃
〃Can you get it for me？ I need to talk to Lester。〃
〃Sure； Jake。 If she's got it； I'll get it。〃
By Wednesday Jake's office had returned to normal。 Clients began to reappear。 Ethel was especially sweet； or as sweet as possible for a cranky old nag。 He went through the motions of practicing law； but the pain showed。 He skipped the Coffee Shop each morning and avoided the courthouse by making Ethel do the filing or checking or whatever business required his presence across the street。 He was embarrassed； humiliated； and troubled。 It was difficult to concentrate on other cases。 He contemplated a long vacation； but couldn't afford it。 Money was tight； and he was not motivated to work。 He spent most of his time in his office doing little but watching the courthouse and the town square below。
He dwelt on Carl Lee； sitting in his cell a few blocks away； and asked himself a thousand times why he had been betrayed。 He had pushed too hard for money； and forgot there were other lawyers willing to take the case for free。 He hated Marsharfsky。 He recalled the many times he had seen Marsharfsky parade in and out of Memphis courtrooms proclaiming the innocence and mistreatment of his pitiful； oppressed clients。 Dope dealers； pimps； crooked politicians； and slimy corporate thugs。 All guilty； all deserving of long prison terms； or perhaps even death。 He was a yankee； with an obnoxious twang from somewhere in the upper Midwest。 It would irritate anybody south of Memphis。 An acplished actor； he would look directly into the cameras and whine： 〃My client has been horribly abused by the Memphis police。〃 Jake had seen it a dozen times。 〃My client is pletely； totally； absolutely innocent。 He should not be on trial。 My client is a model citizen； a taxpayer。〃 What about his four prior convictions for extortion？ 〃He was framed by the FBI。 Set up by the government。 Besides； he's paid his debt。 He's innocent this time。〃 Jake hated him； and to his recollection； he had lost as many as he had won。
By Wednesday afternoon； Marsharfsky had not been seen in Clanton。 Ozzie promised to notify Jake if he showed up at the jail。
Circuit Court would be in session until Friday； and it would be respectful to meet briefly with Judge Noose and explain the circumstances of his departure from the case。 His Honor was presiding over a civil case； and there was a
good chance Buckley would be absent。 He had 。to be absent。 He could not be seen or heard。
Noose usually recessed for ten minutes around three…thirty； and precisely at that time Jake entered chambers through the side door。 He had not been seen。 He sat patiently by the window waiting for Ichabod to descend from the bench and stagger into the room。 Five minutes later the door flung open； and His Honor walked in。
〃Jake； how are you？〃 he asked。
〃Fine； Judge。 Can I have a minute？〃 Jake asked as he closed the door。
〃Sure； sit down。 What's on your mind？〃 Noose removed his robe； threw it over a chair； and lay on top of the desk； knocking off books； files； and the telephone in the process。 Once his gawky frame had ceased moving； he slowly folded his hands over his stomach； closed his eyes； and breathed deeply。 〃It's my back； Jake。 My doctor…tells me to rest on a hard surface when possible。〃
〃Uh； sure； Judge。 Should I leave？〃
〃No； no。 What's on your mind？〃
〃The Hailey case。〃
〃I thought so。 I saw your motion。 Found a new lawyer； huh？〃
〃Yes； sir。 I had no idea it was ing。 I expected to try the case in July。〃
〃You owe no apologies； Jake。 The motion to withdraw will be granted。 It's not your fault。 Happens all the time。 Who's the new guy Marsharfsky？〃
〃Yes； sir。 From Memphis。〃
〃With a name like that he should be a hit in Ford County。〃
〃Yes； sir。〃 Almost as bad as Noose； thought Jake。
〃He has no Mississippi license；〃 Jake explained； helpfully。
〃That's interesting。 Is he familiar with our procedure？〃
〃I'm not sure he's ever tried a case in Mississippi。 He told me he normally associates a local boy when he's out in the country。〃
〃In the country？〃
〃That's what he said。〃
〃Well； he'd better associate if he es into my court。
I've had some bad experiences with out…of…state attorneys； especially from Memphis。〃
〃Yes； sir。〃
Noose was breathing harder； and Jake decided to leave。 〃Judge； I need to go。 If I don't see you in July； I'll see you during the August term of court。 Take care of your back。〃
〃Thanks； Jake。 Take care。〃
Jake almost made it to the rear door of the small office when the main door from the courtroom opened and the Honorable L。 Winston Lotterhouse and another hatchet man from the Sullivan firm strutted into chambers。
〃Well； hello； Jake；〃 Lotterhouse announced。 〃You know K。 Peter Otter； our newest associate。〃
〃Nice to meet you K。 Peter；〃 replied Jake。
〃Are we interrupting anything？〃
〃No； I was just leaving。 Judge Noose is resting his back； and I was on my way out。〃
〃Sit down； gentlemen；〃 Noose said。
Lotterhouse smelled blood。 〃Say； Jake； I'm sure Walter Sullivan has informed you that our firm will serve as local counsel for Carl Lee Hailey。〃
〃I have heard。〃
〃I'm sorry it happened to you。〃
〃Your grief is overwhelming。〃
〃It does present an interesting case for our firm。 We don't get too many criminal cases； you know。〃
〃I know；〃 Jake said； looking for a hole to crawl in。 〃I need to run。 Nice chatting with you； L。 Winston。 Nice meeting you； K。 Peter。 Tell J。 Walter and F。 Robert and all the boys I said hello。〃
Jake slid out of the rear door of the courthouse and cursed himself for showing his face where he could get it slapped。 He ran to his office。
〃Has Tank Scales called？〃 he asked Ethel as he started up the stairs。
〃No。 But Mr。 Buckley is waiting。〃
Jake stopped on the first step。 〃Waiting where？〃 he asked without moving his jaws。
〃Upstairs。 In your office。〃
He walked slowly to her desk and leaned across to within inches of her face。 She had sinned； and she knew it。
He glared at her fiercely。 〃I didn't know he had an appointment。〃 Again； the jaws did not move。
〃He didn't；〃 she replied； her eyes glued to the desk。
〃I didn't know he owned this building。〃
She didn't move； didn't answer。
〃I didn't know he had a key to my office。〃
Again； no movement； no answer。
He leaned closer。 〃I should fire you for this。〃
Her lip quivered and she looked helpless。
〃I'm sick of you； Ethel。 Sick of your attitude； your voice； your insubordination。 Sick of the way you treat people； sick of everything about you。〃
Her eyes watered。 〃I'm sorry。〃
〃No you're not。 You know； and have known for years； that no one； no one in the world； not even my wife； goes up those stairs into my office if I'm not here。〃
〃He insisted。〃
〃He's an ass。 He gets paid for pushing people around。 But not in this office。〃
〃Shhh。 He can hear you。〃
〃I don't care。 He knows he's an ass。〃
He leaned even closer until their noses were six inches apart。 〃Would you like to keep your job； Ethel？〃
She nodded； unable to speak。
〃Then do exactly as I say。 Go upstairs to my office； fetch Mr。 Buckley； and lead him into the conference room； where I'll meet him。 And don't ever do it again。〃
Ethel wiped her face and ran up the stairs。 Moments later the D。A。 was seated in the conference room with the door closed。 He waited。
Jake was next door in the small kitchen drinking orange juice and assessing Buckley。 He drank slowly。 After fifteen minutes he opened the door and entered the room。 Buckley was seated at one end of the long conference table。 Jake sat at the other end； far away。
〃Hello； Rufus。 What do you want？〃
〃Nice place you have here。 Lucien's old offices； I believe。〃
〃That's right。 What brings you here？〃
〃Just wanted to visit。〃
〃I'm very busy。〃
〃And I wanted to discuss the Hailey case。〃
〃Call Marsharfsky。〃
〃I was looking forward to the battle； especially with you on the other side。 You're a worthy adversary； Jake。〃
〃I'm honored。〃
〃Don't get me wrong。 I don't like you； and I haven't for a long time。〃
〃Since Lester Hailey。〃
〃Yeah； I guess you're right。 You won； but you cheated。〃
〃I won； that's all that counts。 And I didn't cheat。 You got caught with your pants down。〃
〃You cheated and Noose let you by with it。〃
〃Whatever。 I don't like you either。〃
〃Good。 That makes me feel better。 What do you know about Marsharfsky？〃
〃Is that the reason you're here？〃
〃Could be。〃
〃I've never met the man； but if he was my father I wouldn't tell you anything。 What else do you want？〃
〃Surely you've talked to him。〃
〃We had some words on the phone。 Don't tell me you're worried about him。〃
〃No。 Just curious。 He's got a good reputation。〃
〃Yes； he does。 You didn't e here to discuss his reputation。〃
〃No； not really。 I wanted to talk about the case。〃
〃What about it？〃
〃Chances for an acquittal； possible defenses； was he really insane。 Things like that。〃
〃I thought you guaranteed a conviction。 In front of the cameras； remember？ Just after the indictment。 One of your press conferences。〃
〃Do you miss the cameras already； Jake？〃
〃Relax； Rufus。 I'm out of the game。 The cameras are all yours； at least yours and Marsharfsky's； and Walter Sullivan's。 Go get them； tiger。 If I've stole
