She is surprised. She does not remember that I was a loyal and most obedient assistant. It has been a few years since I served in the U.S. Attorney’s office for the Eastern district. So many lawyers... so many cases. She has forgotten.
Judge Wilmot pauses in thought. She calms and then smiles to herself, sipping in anticipation of a thoughtful response.
“Bill, the more relevant question is... will you recognize her?”
I remain silent, knowing that she will not conclude her response to me with a question. She takes another sip, obviously bolstering her confidence for further dialogue.
“We had a problem with Antoinette De La Corte... Judge Hopkins and me. If you in fact curried favor from her, Bill... actually received from her a recommendation... I think you may be aware of what Judge Ho
