without parole, no plea to manslaughter. Your client is going to die for what heâs done.â
âJesus, Larry.â
âI assume you received the discovery.â
âYes. Thank you for being so prompt.â
âI intend to follow the letter of the law in this case. You will receive everything you are entitled to when you are entitled to receive it. If you have any problem with the way Iâm conducting this case let me know. I am going to cross every t and dot every i , and when you go through the transcript during your preparation for your clientâs appeal of his sentence of death, you will discover no errors. Your client will go from our jail to death row and stay there, thinking about what he did to Miss Larson until his miserable life ends in the death chamber.â
Neither Amanda nor Mike was a decent cook and their jobs often kept them in their offices well past five oâclock, so they ate out a lot. On the day of Tom Beattyâs arraignment, the couple met for dinner at an Italian restaurant on Morrison. Amanda was a hearty eater, so Mike knew something was up when she spent the first ten minutes picking at her food and staring at the table.
âWhatâs wrong?â Mike asked when he couldnât stand it anymore.
âOff limits,â she answered.
âI want to help.â
Amanda looked up, and Mike could see she was in distress. âI canât, Mike. When we started dating we agreed that we wouldnever discuss our cases if the discussion might create an ethical conflict. If I told you whatâs bothering me it would put you in a bind. You could be accused of helping me.â
âLet me guess. Itâs the Beatty case.â
âI told you, I canât discuss it.â
âLarry is stonewalling you. No plea bargaining, right?â
âGoddamn it, Mike.â
Mike didnât let Amandaâs anger faze him. âLarry has a hard-on about this case. Itâs a vendetta. I didnât want him to prosecute it because heâs too involved personally but I was overruled. You are going to have to live with the fact that this one is to the death, literally. So stop worrying about how unfair Larryâs attitude is and fight for your client.â
Amanda stayed angry for a few seconds more. Then she looked embarrassed.
âYouâre right, Mike. Thanks for giving me a stiff kick in the butt.â
âWell, itâs a very nice butt so itâs my pleasure.â
Amanda laughed. âYou know what I like best about you? Youâve always been there for me, even when I treated you like shit.â
Mike smiled. âItâs worth the abuse. Youâre very special.â
Then Mike stopped smiling and looked uncomfortable.
âThereâs something we need to discuss,â he said. Amanda heard a slight tremor in Mikeâs voice, which surprised her. If there was one thing she knew for certain about her boyfriend, it was that he was always self-confident.
âWhatâs on your mind?â Amanda asked.
âYou know I went through a bad divorce.â
Amanda nodded.
âThatâs the reason I moved to Oregon from California.â
Amanda nodded again, not sure where this was going.
âSo trusting someoneâa womanâisnât easy for me.â
Mike paused and took a deep breath. âLook, Iâll just say it. I love you and I want to be with you and having two apartments, well, it doesnât make sense because we each have clothes in the other personâs place and weâre one place or the other almost every weekend.â
Mike paused again and took another breath. âWe should move in together. You can choose the place; I donât care as long as weâre together.â
Amanda hesitated. Her romance with Mike had been rocky at times, especially when she had been traumatized by the events in the Cardoni case, but any of their problems had always been her fault. Despite that