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front of the media. She doesn’t care how Pierce is doing. If she did, then she’d be over here asking about him, not flirting with Detective Cowell.”
    Henry looked back down at his laptop. “How many news outlets are here?”
    “All the local and a couple from Louisville. About six in all. Were you expecting them?”
    “Yup. Been working on my statement since we got here. I talked to one of my buddies who practices here in Lexington and he told me Cowell was gunning for a promotion to sergeant. A man with his eye on promotion wouldn’t miss the opportunity to be in front of the cameras. I also have some statements prepared for Pierce’s family.” 
    Tammy shot to her feet when the door to the exam rooms opened and Pierce came out, handcuffed, with officers on both sides. Tammy had a hard time not racing to him. His eye was completely swollen shut and turning a very nasty dark blue. He had a huge bandage wrapped around his head and looked to be grimacing as the officers pushed him along.  Before Tammy had the chance to get to him, Detective Cowell was by his side and forcefully yanking him toward the sea of media lights.
    “That will be enough, Detective! If you don’t release my client at once, I'll have you before the judge this morning on police brutality charges. And I don’t think that will play too well in front of the media,” Henry threatened. He stood tall and aggressively marched over to the officers. It was enough to scare the officers back as Henry took one of Pierce’s arms and nodded for Tammy to take the other.
    “We’ll take it from here, gentlemen. Just clear a path, please,” Tammy said in her most polite, yet authoritative voice.
    “Oh, Pierce!” Jasmine hurled herself onto Pierce the second he came within sight of the news crews with their cameras pressed against the glass. “I was so worried about you!” A well-placed tear trickled down her cheek as she dramatically looked toward the cameras.
    “Thanks, Jasmine, but you’re hurting me. I have some injuries to my ribs and stomach, so I’d appreciate it if you let go of me.” Pierce said through shallow breaths.
    Jasmine narrowed her eyes and looked from him to Detective Cowell and out to the media. “This nice young detective told me you murdered someone. Of course, I'm fully cooperating with the investigation.” With one last glance showing that Pierce was no longer up to snuff, she flounced her way over to Detective Cowell who put a protective arm around a softly crying Jasmine.
    “Don’t worry about her, Pierce,” Henry whispered. “Focus on getting to that cop car. Keep your head high, but don’t smile. You want to look sure of your innocence, but also respectful of the fact Dr. Oldham lost his life."
    Pierce just nodded and Tammy felt her heart break for him. She slipped her hand into the crook of his arm and gave him a reassuring smile. “Okay, let’s do this.”
    The officers pushed open the door and they walked out of the hospital and into the bright lights of the cameras. Microphones were shoved in their faces, questions were shouted, and between all of that noise, Tammy could hear the tiny sniffles coming from Jasmine a little way behind them. Oh, what Tammy wouldn’t give to plant her fist right in the middle of Jasmine’s perfect face.
    “Mr. Davies, why did you kill your professor?”
    “Was it self-defense?”
    “Mr. Davies, are you afraid you’ll get the death penalty?”
    The reporters shot questions at them faster than bullets. Tammy was being shoved in every direction as reporters tried to get microphones and cameras in Pierce’s face. She turned her body inward and shielded Pierce from the media attack with her back. Contrarily, Detective Cowell wouldn’t shut up behind them.
    Finally they reached the prisoner transport. She felt as if she had fought a battle, but at least he was safe.
    “Thank you, Tammy, Henry,” Pierce said from the back of the cruiser.
    “You’re welcome,” Tammy almost