12 NoraNora felt Quinn’s elbow poke between her ribs. The nudge was the closest he could come in chambers to a knuckle bump.
Judge Wainwright had warned Freemantle he would not approve her motion.
“We withdraw our motion to impeach and our motion opposing admission of the affidavit into evidence,” Freemantle said. “The record need not reflect this conversation.”
“Very well.” Judge Wainwright rose. “We’ll return to court and finish this matter.”
Trailing Quinn from the room, Nora felt dizzy. It was as if her sense of balance had gone haywire. The sudden reversal of fortune didn’t feel real.
When they went back on the record and the judge ruled to admit Holly’s affidavit, she found herself listening for a new objection.
Freemantle’s silence was threatening, like a predator waiting for
