Chapter Five
The two deputies who entered the interrogation room advanced on Terry with such grim purpose that she cringed back into her chair. She would have fled and crouched in the corner, if she had not been tethered to the table.
When the lawyer left, she had been expecting a matron to arrive momentarily with something for her to wear, a smock at least, or one of those ugly orange coveralls and a pair of slippers. As the minutes ticked by, she slowly came to realize that she had been lied to. If Angela had really hired this lawyer, wouldn’t she have come in with him? There hadn’t even been any talk of arranging bail. She understood little about the law but seemed to recall that the usual procedure involved an arraignment and a trial date. It seemed too soon for her lawyer to be talk
