Jessie Black Legal Thrillers Box Set 1 by Larry A. Winters

Author:Larry A. Winters [Winters, Larry A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-13T22:00:00+00:00

8

Nash was sitting in a cell in the seventh floor holding area, trying to clean his finger nails, when he heard the first shouts. At first, he didn’t move. He’d be in front of the jury soon, and appearance mattered. Pendleton was bringing him a clean suit, but he felt dirty. One of the worst parts about being locked up was that it was damn near impossible to keep your fingernails clean.

He didn’t move when he heard more shouts, and didn’t even lift his head until he saw deputy sheriffs run past the holding cells toward the conference rooms. He heard one of them say something about a panic button as he ran past. Nash looked at the man he was sharing his cell with, a gray-haired old dude who hadn’t spoken one word since he’d arrived. “Yo, pops, you hear that? Panic button. What do you think that’s about?”

The man only shrugged.

“And all these deputies running, must be an emergency or something, right?”

The old man scratched his leg.

“Can’t you talk, stupid old fuck?”

The man looked away.

“Asshole.”

There were two men in the holding cell across the way. They pushed their faces against the bars and strained to look. “You see anything?” Nash called across to them.

“Nah,” one of them said, shaking his head.

Nash sighed. Another bad part of being locked up was the boredom. Not being able to do all the shit he wanted to do, always having to wait and wait some more. He waited now. Then, after what felt like forever, one of the deputies—the dyke with the thick glasses, Erlinger—came back with someone. At first, Nash didn’t even recognize the man Erlinger had with her. Wearing a suit, he looked different. But then it hit him. Reggie Tuck. The rat’s gaze met Nash’s for a split second before he looked away.

“Give me the tie,” Erlinger said to Tuck. Tuck looked like the woman had asked him to hand over his mother’s ashes. He tugged the knot of the tie loose. The silk made a whistling sound as he pulled it from the collar of his shirt. He ran it across his hands, as if savoring the texture, before he let Erlinger take it from him. The look on his face when Erlinger balled it up and shoved it in her pocket made Nash smile. Erlinger put him in one of the empty cells across from Nash.

Nash snorted a laugh. “Well look who’s back. What happened, Reggie? Your bitch prosecutor friend decided she had enough of your ugly ass?”

Reggie was all smiles. “No, man, she loves my ass. Kept telling me how good it looks in my new suit. How about your ass, Ty? I bet its gonna get lots of love during your life sentence.”

Nash clenched his teeth and had to hold himself back from hitting something. Last time he got pissed off in a situation like this, he wound up breaking his own hand. Hurt like a bitch, too. That was a third bad part of being locked up—it limited the options for venting your rage.

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