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Fredrick listened patiently as she explained all she could remember from the night her children died. He went over many of the same questions she had answered so many times before. She was getting weary and time was running out.
She asked for a piece of paper and scribbled a note on it. She then handed it to Fredrick.
“This is a note to Samuel. He is my attorney and the best thing that has happened to me in this ordeal. He will get you copies of all the notes from the trials, and from the police records of that evening. Nothing in them is any different than what I have told you tonight. I do not lie and never did throughout this nightmare.”
He stood up and prepared to leave. She politely asked where he was staying.
He grimaced, “I rented a spot in that awful campground across the road. I am just going to sleep in my car over there. With what is going on out there, I would never get back here tomorrow if I do not stay close.”
“Is it that bad?”
“I left my partner just to cover what is going on over there. That is where the show is. No offense Ma’am, but you are just an excuse. Half of those people don’t know the first thing about your case. I’m glad you are in here. They would make you sick.”
She smiled again. “Something sure is. So you are definitely going to be here tomorrow?”
He looked a little pale. “Yes Ma’am. I think that was pretty clear in the contract.”
She smiled again. “Relax, Fredrick. Trust me; I have my reasons for wanting you to be there. I am just going to go to sleep. After we talk, you can look away. Fair enough?”
“How do you know what is going to happen?” Fredrick suddenly looked embarrassed. “Oh yeah.”
She laughed again, genuinely amused.
“I just have one more question before I see you tomorrow. Will your cell phone receive a signal, even in here?”
He was surprised. “Well yes Ma’am. Will they let you make a call from there?”
“I won’t want to make a call, Fredrick. You will.”