15 NoraShe and Channing moved to the adjacent hearing room where Astrid Watson was waiting for them. The three women had that airy half of the former courtroom to themselves.
She and Channing bracketed Astrid between them in the three bleached oak chairs at the matching wood defense table. An identical setup awaited the prosecution team. The modern furniture glowed golden in the sunlight and smelled of fine polish.
Damn, this room oozed reverence for the rule of law. The two pew-like wooden benches for spectator seating added to the impression that this was a place where Lady Justice would be worshipped.
Her spirits buoyed to have emerged from chambers with a better-than-acceptable result and no serious damage, Nora settled into her seat and mentally tweaked her list of witness question
