Plea for Justice by Liz Lazarus

Author:Liz Lazarus
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, suspense, legal, psychological, crime, cyber crime, guns, paralegal, self-defense, self-protection, forensic, justice, snapchat, killer
Publisher: Liz Lazarus

16. Jackie - Prison Visit 4

The next morning, I made my Saturday trek to Wheeler. The previous week, still angry with Aaron, I had skipped the visit but didn’t derive any pleasure from it. If I had to admit it, I liked the pattern of Friday night R.A.D. classes and Saturday morning prison visits. At least this schedule was giving my weekends some punctuation instead of having them all run together. For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t living for Monday, when I’d be back at work and not stuck alone and trying to fill the days. I knew most people looked forward to their weekends, but for a long time, I’d dreaded those two full days by myself.

Once I’d gone through the security process, I waited for Aaron to be escorted in by Cyrus and the other guard. This time, there was another inmate a few seats down, dressed in orange, visiting with an elderly black woman, probably his mother.

I didn’t have a lot of news for Aaron. I could tell him about getting the paint samples tested, but that was all I had. I wouldn’t tell him about the weird thing that had happened at his studio. There was nothing to be gained by making him worry about me or his place.

When Aaron entered the room, he didn’t look me in the eyes. It was like our first visit, when he couldn’t bear to face me. Slowly, he raised his head and apologized. “I’m sorry about last time,” he said. “I should have…”

His voice trailed off. Then he said, “Well, I’m glad you came back.”

I nodded and smiled. Throughout our four years of high school, we’d never disagreed. The episode during my last visit felt like our first fight, and today was the first time we made up. Strangely, it endeared him to me even more. I could tell that we were both ready to put it behind us. Before I could reply, Aaron reached into his vest pocket, pulled out a sheet of parchment paper and slid it through the slot in the window. This time the passage was from Genesis, an account of the family line of Abraham’s son, Isaac, and his wife, Rebekah.

By this point, he was receiving one of these cryptic notes every few weeks. But I had no idea why they began showing up just after he first contacted me, and if there was any connection.

“What’s it about this time?” I asked.

Aaron didn’t reply. Instead, he slipped me the envelope it was mailed in. “Do you have any way to track it?” he asked.

I looked at the white legal-size envelope that had no return address and a blurred post-mark and said, “I can try.” Learning about post office markings would certainly take up a good portion of my Sunday.

“Why this passage?” I wondered aloud.

Aaron shrugged. Instantly, I recalled my frustration from the last visit. With his life on the line, why wasn’t he taking more responsibility? He wanted to leave all the work to me, repeating our pattern from high school.

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