prosecutor and see if we can work something out. I’ll let you know what we can agree on,” Kenna said as she pulled out her cell phone and walked outside.
“I know I’m new to the family…” Morgan paused and then shrugged, “ very new. But I have a lot of experience with wordplay during negotiations and if you think about it, it’s just a word game with the media. One big negotiation with them trying to make you say more than you want.”
“I think that’s a great idea, honey.” Miles wrapped his arm around his new wife and Tammy couldn’t help but smile at his show of support.
“Thanks, Morgan. I think you all will want to come up with a short statement to release to the media when you think it’s time. Also, Henry wanted you to come up with some standard, short, one- to two-sentence responses for when the media calls or shows up looking for a quote.” Tammy looked out the window and saw the sun streaming in. She’d better get to the office and see what she could do to help Henry.
The room was now full of voices as Marcy, the sweet and gentle mother of the Davies kids, moved with the family to the dining room to talk about how to handle the media. Her husband, Jake, wrapped his arm around her in a gesture of complete support. Tammy envied the relationship they shared. Six children and two grandchildren later, Jake still treated Marcy with such love and tenderness of newlyweds.
Miss Lily and John Wolfe were arguing over the gossip they had heard. Ever since the kiss heard round Keeneston, they had been at each other constantly, each trying to outdo the other and be the first to get the scoop in an epic battle of gossips. Miss Lily’s white head and John’s portly stature were locked in battle against the far wall. No one knew how John got the scoop on just about anything going on in town. Some say it was wiretaps, but Tammy guessed it was aliens. Miss Lily Rae Rose ran the bed and breakfast in town and spent most of her time with her sisters, Daisy Mae and Violet Fae Rose. That’s how she got her gossip. Miss Daisy’s and Miss Violet’s Blossom Café was the heart of the town.
Tammy felt the exhaustion hit her as the adrenaline of the night started to wear off. She gathered her things and said her good-byes. It didn’t take long for her to arrive at the law office on Main Street. As she unlocked the door, she looked through the big window and into the lobby. The lights were still off, but it seemed as if she was coming home. She’d been working here since she was seventeen. Nine years. She couldn’t believe it.
It took that long just to get Henry to agree to some more feminine touches in the place. She had tried for years, but after Kenna and Dani started sharing office space, she had the power necessary to push, force, and just not tell Henry of the changes they wanted to make. The main thing being that they got rid of some of the old pictures and put up artwork by local artists along with some lighter-colored furniture and real plants that softened the place. She could see the light coming from Henry’s office when she walked into the lobby.
“Tammy? Is that you?” Henry called from behind his desk.
“Yes. Is there any news?” she asked as she hurried into his office.
“Nothing yet. I just need to go meet with Pierce to discuss his arraignment and bond hearing tomorrow. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?” Henry asked as he stuffed a bunch of papers into his briefcase.
“Yes. I will. He must be so worried. Do you think he’ll be able to post bail tomorrow?” Tammy thought to the three hundred and some dollars she had in her savings account and wondered if she should withdraw it in case he needed it.
“I think he will. But, we have to fight over the venue and prosecutor. I’m filing a motion for a special prosecutor to be appointed from out of town. Kenna called and said that she was planning on doing the same. But, I need to prepare him for both options.
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