Killer Ambition by Marcia Clark

Author:Marcia Clark [Clark, Marcia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9780316220910
Google: K4qAeVFBoacC
Amazon: 0316220949
Publisher: Mulholland Books
Published: 2013-06-18T07:00:00+00:00

49

I put my head down and tried to bury myself in case preparation. Work is always my refuge when I need an escape from misery. And since this time the source of misery was the case, I told myself it was doubly helpful. I could distract myself from the prospect of doom while devoting every ounce of energy to making the case as solid as possible. Win-win. Well, it was something anyway.

But it didn’t work. Every five seconds my phone rang with calls from the press: Did I see the public reactions outside the courthouse? Did I realize what I was up against when I’d filed the case? Did I regret my decision to file it? I wanted to let them all go to voice mail—then erase them. But I was already losing the battle for the hearts and minds of the public, judging by that last newscast, so I needed every bit of goodwill I could muster. I answered every last stupid question and hoped I was building some kind of rapport that would get me favorable coverage.

I bounced from call to call all afternoon and completely forgot about Declan until it was almost five o’clock. It was only the sound of footsteps stampeding for the door that brought me back to earth long enough to realize I’d neglected to give him an assignment. I’d never had a second chair before, so I wasn’t used to delegating.

I had to admit that the more I saw of him, the more I liked him. I was starting to think that Vanderhorn might seriously have miscalculated in thinking Declan would act as his spy. But what I didn’t yet know was whether he was a decent lawyer. I pondered what I could let him do that wouldn’t jeopardize anything. I had an idea and picked up the phone. Only in that moment did it occur to me that he might’ve left. He certainly would have been well within his rights to decide he wasn’t needed. He hadn’t heard from me all day. But he picked up on the first ring. Score another one for the kid, I thought. Very smart to hang out and show his dedication to duty.

“Hey, Rachel. I was hoping you’d call. Got something for me?”

“Yeah. Come on down.”

Twenty seconds later he walked into my office, buttoning his jacket.

“Declan, lesson one: no formal attire requested here. Take off your jacket, roll up your sleeves. Get comfortable.”

“How do you feel about my shoes?”

“Don’t push it.”

He smiled and sat down.

“Here’s lesson number two: you don’t have to wait for me to call. If you’re looking for work, just come tell me. Okay?”

Declan saluted.

“Here’s what I’ve got for you: I wrote the search warrant pretty broadly and I think it should cover Ian’s laptop—”

“You find anything on it?”

“No. And we probably won’t, but I gave it to Cliff Meisner to check for anything that might’ve been encrypted.”

“So you want me to get in touch with Cliff and find out if he’s got anything so far?”

“Yes, and I’d like you to do some research.

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