Charmed Life by Druga Jacqueline

Author:Druga, Jacqueline [Druga, Jacqueline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-05T04:00:00+00:00

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An hour later, Grace was removed from the cell and taken to the small court room next door to the police station. Stew walked her inside, and Officer Theresa stood by the judge’s bench.

“Let the judge hear your case,” Stew said. “The judge will determine if you’re free to go on your own recognizance, have to stay in jail, have bail, or even if the charges are dropped.”

“Shouldn’t Larson be here to testify?” she asked.

Stew only gazed at her.

“He said he would drive.”

Stew walked away.

Theresa directed, Grace to ‘have a seat’.

No sooner did Grace sit, Theresa called out. “All Rise.”

Grace did.

“The honorable Stew Graham presiding.”

Grace’s mouth dripped open. “Oh my God. This is so small town. You’re the chief of police and the town judge?”

“Right now, I’m acting as the judge. Be seated,” Stew said.

“Oh my God.” Grace sat down.

“What do you have?” Stew asked Theresa.

“The people of Lodi versus Grace Berkowitz.”

Stew looked at Grace. “New in town and already you’re not making the Jewish population of Lodi proud.”

Grace gasped.

Theresa continued. “Ms. Berkowitz is charged with aiding and Embedding Larson Jones with the theft of a 1997 Dodge Mini Van. Ms. Berkowitz was witnessed by several towns’ people getting into the car with Mr. Jones and driving off. Mrs. Jones, mother, was the owner of the vehicle and did not give permission for the van to be taken. Accomplice to destruction of private property, that would be the Bradbury hedge. Ms. Berkowitz is also charged …”

“Also charged?” Grace asked. “There’s more.”

Theresa nodded. “With endangering the life of a mentally challenged individual.”

“Or for sure you aren’t making the Jewish Population proud.” Stew sat back.

Grace immediately slapped her hands to her face.

“How do you plead?”

With an ‘uh’ of a huff, Grace lowered her hands. “I plead so not guilty.”

“To?”

“To both.”

At that instance, the door opened and Stew’s attention was turned.

“Sorry, I took so long.”

“Mr. Dawson, thanks for coming,” Stew said.

Grace’s eyes widened. She looked over her shoulder. Bobby. “Shit.” She hurried and faced the front.

“Thanks for calling me,” Bobby said as he sat next to Grace.

She asked. “He called you?” she looked at Stew. “You called him.”

“Yep,” Stew said. “You have four numbers in your phone. His, Freddy’s, the store and Craig Barnet.”

Bobby quickly looked at her. “You have Craig’s number.”

“Well, yeah.” Grace shrugged.

“Why do you have Craig’s number?”

“He gave it to me last night when you went to the men’s room.”

“And you took it?” Bobby asked.

“I didn’t want to be rude.”

“Uh, hello, need I remind you that you were on a date with me.”

“Sorry.” Grace hunched.

Stew cleared his throat. “Bobby did you get a hold of Freddy?”

“Yes. That’s what took me so long. When he didn’t answer, I went to the Rolling Hills Senior home. He was there. But, unfortunately he was in the middle of an intense performance in his tribute to Barbara Streisand and couldn’t leave.”

“Tribute to Barbara huh?” Stew asked. “How was that going over?”

“Great. I stayed for “Evergreen’ but had to leave.”

“Maybe we should get him booked at the café,” Stew suggested.

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