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All right, everybody, if you can't hear me, just gather in. Now, this

monument...

Go around and cut him off.

Abby Mcdeer.

Abby.

Mitch, hey. What number are you calling me from?

Abby, we're in code red. You need to get out of there. We're in code red.

What? Why?

I can't explain. They might be listening.

Who could be listening? What are you talking about?

I promise you, I will explain everything later, but right now, you need to follow

the emergency plan.

You remember what we said?

Yes. You want me to go and... Don't say it.

Just go.

Will you be there?

As soon as I can.

I have to see somebody first. Somebody knows the truth.

Mitch. No.

Abby.

It's happening again.

Thank you.

Mr. Moxon. Martin.

Were you followed?

What's this?

I was followed, but I lost him.

Thank you for coming.

I shouldn't be here.

Five minutes. That's what you said, and I'm gone.

He's my client.

You know who this is?

No. I think you do. I think you know why I'm here.

You called my extension three times.

They know that.

Don't you think they know that?

You came to see me at the office. I'm sorry.

Sorry? You show up using my name.

asking questions martin a woman is dead bottom line is the trail leads me to you

and your company i want to know the truth they'll kill me hell i'm already

dead let me protect you i know people the fbi do you have any

idea how foolish you sound i've done things horrible things and

i've tried to live with them but i can't anymore

Mr. McDear, hotel security.

Open the door, please.

No, it's not security. Security have a key.

You said you lost him.

Mr. McDear, open the door, please.

I can't help you.

And you can't help me.

Mr. Lawson.

You're dead.

Martin. Can you hold me?

This is my cake?

Dad, you told me on my birthday I could have cake for breakfast.

And you can. That's a cake. A pancake is a cake.

This isn't a courtroom, Dad.

I know.

Yeah? Then how come I just got screwed on a technicality?

It's 7 a.m.

You can have all the cake you want tomorrow night at your birthday party.

Yeah, well, don't worry about it.

I'm not even sure I'm going. Oh, no.

Presents, cake, all your friends celebrating your very existence. I

wouldn't want any part of that either. I'm serious.

Hey.

Claire, what's the problem?

I'm still new at this school, you know.

It's been six months. Six months is nothing.

I invited a lot of kids that don't know that well. So?

What if they don't come?

It won't happen. Hey, you're an amazing kid.

Why wouldn't they come? I don't know.

Look, I try to be cool, I really do, but people don't give you the inside dirt

when your mom's a teacher.

Inside dirt?

You're 10.

Claire, what kind of dirt do you have when you're 10?

I don't know, Mom. They won't tell me.

I gotta run.

Hey, we need to talk.

You went through the books again last night. It's not good, Rich.

It's been six months, and we can barely even pay for the office space. According

to Claire, six months is nothing.

You have eight clients, half of which still haven't even paid. I hate to have

to bring this up to you. They will. They just don't have the money right now.

Look, I have eight good clients, but one of those clients is Althea Sanderson,

and she is a great client whose case is about to settle.

Guaranteed.

Guaranteed by who?

By me.

Six figures by the end of the week.

Promise.

Miss me, Lewis.

It's okay. You can admit it.

This place.

How's Abby?

Is that causing trouble on her birthday?

Always.

Mitch!

Mitch, I'm Lewis Coleman with the U.S. Marshal's office. This is Marshal

Faraday. Sorry, boys. I gave it the office. We need to talk to you.

Look, we just moved back from Memphis. I helped you guys enough. Talk to

Terrence. You can talk to him yourself.

Terrence is here in Boston?

I got orders to take you to him.

Why? We can discuss that in the car.

I don't... Get down! Get down!

Oh, my God.

Are you okay? It's okay.

I'm fine.

You should be dead.

Or Mitch.

Abby.

Parents? What happened was a hit. I sent my people as soon as we heard. We just

got to you a little late.

You're saying there's a contract on me? Not just you. Your family. Abby and Ray,

too. Marshal Faraday is dead.

I need you to follow me.

The order came from Joey Marolto himself.

We have people inside who say there's paper with your names on it. Then it's a

mistake. What I gave you incriminated the firm.

Bandini, Lambert, and Locke only. The firm was overbilling its clients. We

never implicated the mob.

Yeah, maybe not, but the overbilling allowed us to seize the building. We

found more than enough inside to take down the Moraltos. They told me I was

free and clear.

This is the mob, Mitch. They deal in absolutes. Space, emotions, anger,

revenge. You set in motion a chain of events that could cripple them. So what

now?

Well, obviously, you can't go home.

Your options are limited.

This is Marshall Coleman with the Witness Protection Program.

Come on, you need to... I need to what, Terrence?

Trust you?

I guarantee that if there is a contract, that order went out before this morning.

Why weren't we told?

We didn't know about the threat until a few hours ago. Exactly.

If I learned anything in Memphis, it's that you were always the last to know.

That's not fair.

Hey, look.

We don't know each other.

If you don't want to walk out of here... We'll take our chances. And do what?

The hit's been commissioned.

You walk.

We can't promise to protect you.

You know, Terrence, how come the only time I believe you is when you can't

promise me something?

Mitch.

We wait. We don't need protection, Abby. We have come way too far.

We need to talk about this.

Look, I'll figure this out.

I just need time to think. I need to tell you something.

You're okay.

Maybe I can reason with Miralto, and Ray, he knows people. Maybe he can get

the contracts called off. I can't run.

Yes, you can.

We can. We did it before.

Mitch. I'm... I'm pregnant.

Okay, we're listening.

We're not in the program anymore, Lewis.

I hate to break this to you, but I think it's time you started seeing other

victims. You left the program. That doesn't mean you're not in danger.

Come on, Mitch. You really think you're safe?

You're not. I told you. Joey Moralto's... Joey Moralto's dead. He

died nine months ago in prison.

It's been ten years, Lewis.

Denver, Scottsdale, Wichita.

My family wants his name back.

All my daughter's ever known is running.

It's over. Why? Because you say it is?

Your kid was not the only one to have a birthday this week.

You know who that is?

It's Joey Miralto Jr.

I didn't know the old man had a kid.

That's because he was 15 when his father went to prison.

Junior turned 25 this week.

It's a little birthday gift.

They made a boss of the family. Well, then I am sure he has more to worry

about than me.

I don't know. If it was me, the guy who sent my dad to prison for life, he'd be

right at the top of my list.

I gotta go. I got on the rain.

Fathers and sons, Mitch.

Trust me you mess with that bond anything could happen

Tell me we got an offer on Sanders.

Not yet.

It's nice of you to show up, though. I've been calling.

It's Clara's birthday. I had to make her breakfast.

Well, Judge Trott's gonna have you for breakfast. His clerk wanted you there at

9. Why so early? The arraignment's not till 10.

She wouldn't say, but it sounded important. I said you were on your way.

We are in trouble, Tammy.

I don't know.

I thought I could make this work, but we were running on fumes. We need that

settlement. Well, it'll happen, honey. We need it. Not just for us, but for

Althea and her family.

I'm telling you, I'm on to something. Althea Sanderson did not just have a

heart attack.

The stent they unclanted in her chest was defective.

Defective stent.

Those sons of bitches.

If I'm right, there could be thousands of plaintiffs out there. Could be the

biggest tort case of the year.

Well, then they'll settle. I'm sure the last thing they want is a trial.

Where's Ray?

The other half of the Brothers McDeer is in your office where he's staying. We're

not speaking at the moment. Should I even ask why?

Oh, he knows why.

There he is. The hardest-working private investigator in the city.

You're gonna love this.

Want me to love something, Ray?

Bring me something on Sanderson.

Witness, a suppressed document, anything.

Do some work.

Okay.

First of all, there are no documents. If the stent's defective, a company like DC

Tech knows better than to leave a paper trail. For your information, I am

working. You've got the video on your lewdness case.

Harry Deeb's? Yeah. What a prize this guy is.

He exposes himself to some kids from St. Augustine at a pizza place after school.

And what's his defense?

He says he had an allergic reaction to the cheese and pizza.

Some reaction.

Come on!

Really?

I'll plead that one out.

So, what's new with you and Tammy?

Nothing new. Same old fight. She's upset because I didn't ask her to marry me.

When? Today?

Never. I told her, hey, look, I got a fear of commitment.

You've been with the woman for more than ten years. You went into witness

protection together, right? Exactly. I love her. I'm not going anywhere but the

Big M.

Yeah. It's not my thing.

I gotta go. I gotta go to the pens. I got an arraignment in a half hour.

Do some work.

Later, bro.

You're a defense lawyer?

I'm your defense lawyer, Sarah. I'm Mitch McDeer. The court appointed me as

of last night.

Look, I don't want to be rude, but why you?

No reason. The court has a list of local lawyers willing to take on murder cases.

I guess I was up next. That okay?

I can't pay you.

Don't worry about that.

The district pays me a discounted rate.

So you're a discount defense lawyer.

Yes.

Let me tell you what's going to happen next, Sarah.

When you go out there, you will be charged with murder.

And the government will do everything in its power. It will stop at nothing to

put you away for the rest of your life.

That's who you are.

Me, I'm just a guy.

A guy who knows firsthand what it's like when the government points its finger at

you and makes up its mind. So I put my name on a list, and here I am.

Now, I have questions. Questions like, why would a 27-year-old insurance broker

with a family, a one-bedroom apartment, and a chip on her shoulder, kill a 71

-year-old woman in her sleep?

I wouldn't.

I didn't.

There's no argument on the merits today.

The judge will hear me on bail and... Will he let me go home?

At least until the trial.

No.

Not on a murder charge.

Let's just get through this and then we'll talk.

Mr.

McDear.

Thank you.

Mr. McDear, so nice of you to join us.

Only 50 minutes after I ordered you to. I'm sorry, Your Honor. It's my

daughter's birthday.

Well, as a gift to your daughter, I'll refrain from holding her father in

contempt. She's 10 today, Judge. I promise you. She holds me in enough

contempt for the both of you.

I just met with my client inside, and we are ready when you are. Actually,

Counsel, I wasn't calling about Miss Holt.

I was calling to assign you to a new defendant.

Step up, please.

with great respect.

I would ask you not to do that.

I haven't told you what it is. I know. It's just that I was just assigned a new

homicide case last night, and to be honest, I don't have the bandwidth for

another.

In other words, you're reserving that bandwidth for a fully paying client?

Yes. Time's a little tough, huh?

I just started a practice of my own a few months ago.

Yes, and I'm very impressed with what I've seen so far. That's why I thought

of you specifically for this.

I'll tell you what. You'll meet the client.

Afterwards, if you don't want the case, I'll assign it to somebody else, I

promise. Your Honor. That's the best deal you're going to get, Counsel.

One meeting.

Let me know your decision.

Yes, sir.

And where would I find this new client?

We've just called the case into the record.

He's standing right there.

Donnell, my name is Mitch McDeer. I'm an attorney.

First of all, are you okay?

Are you hurt, or... I want to talk to my dad.

Okay, I can arrange for that.

But first, we're gonna need to talk for a minute.

You're 14, is that right?

So, eighth grade?

You go to Grover Cleveland Middle School?

Donnell, is that where this happened? I have blood on my shirt. I need a new

shirt. I'll get you a new one.

At the police, they will take the one you have as evidence.

Donnell, I... I think maybe I can help you, but in order to do that, we're

gonna have to talk about what happened.

The police, they say you hurt one of your classmates.

He's dead.

Nathan.

Nathan, that's right, Nathan Williams.

Did you know him? Were you friends?

You knew him, but you weren't friends.

The knife.

Tell me about the knife. Was it yours?

We were fighting.

I didn't want to.

But I was walking home from school, and... I was waiting.

Why?

I didn't do anything. We were just talking. I swear.

Who was talking?

Me and Hannah.

This girl in my class.

Nathan Nikes already told me to stay away from her, but we were just talking.

Okay. So, Nathan, he wanted to fight.

He started pushing me.

You know, telling me things.

So I hit him.

And he had a knife.

So I took it from him and I stabbed him.

I stabbed him, man.

I didn't want to.

A girl?

You mean to tell me he killed that boy because they were fighting over a girl?

He said it was a misunderstanding.

Donnell didn't want to fight, but he was protecting himself.

Yeah, well, if it was self-defense, then why did they arrest him?

Mr. Hayward, can I ask you, does your son have a knife, a pocket knife? You

ever seen him with one?

No.

And if he did, he knows not to let me catch him with it, I promise you.

I'll do what I can for that boy, but I can't be on him all the time.

I've been doing this alone most of his life.

So there have been problems.

Yeah, some.

But overall, Donnell's a good kid.

He just doesn't know what he is yet.

You know he ain't the smartest or the best looking.

The toughest.

But with kids now, there's no time to figure things out.

People need to know what to make of you.

And Donnell is... It's just a little lost.

Okay, so what happens now?

Well, there will be a hearing.

The prosecution wants to try your son as an adult.

Can they do that? Legally, they can try.

It's my job to convince the court to treat him as a juvenile.

Now, I'm not gonna lie to you, sir. That decision is critical.

As a juvenile, the court's goal is to rehabilitate a child.

With an adult, it's to punish a criminal.

And on a murder charge, he could get life.

Yes.

Counselor, the arraignment's up. The judge wants you back.

Mr. McDew, can you help my son?

Try.

I work with my brother Ray. He's a private investigator.

We'll get started right away.

Thanks.

Docket ending 9-2-2. People versus Sarah Holt.

Defendant is charged with murder.

Diane Rukeyser for the People. Good morning, Your Honor.

I'm Miss Rukeyser, bright and shiny as always.

Before we begin, Mr. McDear, I take it you spoke to our young Mr. Haywood? I

did, Your Honor.

And?

I'm in.

Wonderful. So shines a good deed in a weary world.

Mr. Haywood, you're a very lucky man, sir.

You'll find a lot of good human beings in this courthouse and a lot of very

talented lawyers. What you won't find are many people who are both.

You've got one here in Mr. McDear.

Trust his advice.

So, dude, I've known you for, what, three months now? About that. Three

months. You never miss a weekend.

The one Sunday you don't show up, the best pick-up game of the season.

Five lawyers, okay? Me, Donnie, Phil... Phil, the guy with the inhaler? Yeah,

him. And the Monzooski brothers. So the five of us...

We take on the entire Redding High School varsity team who came to the park

to practice.

Buddy, we lost by 46 points.

Because you have no game. That's what I'm saying, man. Where you been? You

can't just join a basketball league and then bail, okay? I know, I know.

Things have been busy. Turns out it's not so easy to start your own firm.

What about you?

Make a car payment for the price of the scotch.

Business is good, huh? It is.

Actually, that's why I arranged this little meeting.

Now... I'm not sure what you know about my firm. It's called Kinross and Clark.

Small shop.

60 lawyers.

What kind of work?

All civil, all high level.

Corporate litigation, bankruptcy, tax, IP.

We handle strictly blue chips and we're one-stop shopping for whatever they

need.

Except... Except?

Except for criminal.

I mean, these days, someone we represent is always in trouble with somebody. SEC,

IRS, U.S. Attorney.

And you're coming to me?

Up to now, I've been farming those cases out.

My partners think.

Maybe some start a criminal division in-house.

And I've been asking around, and you've made quite an impression in just a few

months.

And come on, I'd rather give the spot to a friend.

Yeah, I don't think so, Andy. Why not?

I just went out on my own. I'm not really looking to join a firm. And I

respect that, but we're a good group.

At least come see the place, right? You can't just drink my scotch, diss my

game, and then pass. Come on, what do you say?

Hey, can't do that. No reporters allowed. Supposed to send you guys all

to the office.

Seriously?

I just need one good shot. I gotta get my story in by five. Can't help you

there, Chief.

As it is, I'm lucky I still got a job after what happened. Yeah, okay.

Sure.

Ray McDeer.

Manny Reyes.

63.

Here I was born.

They believe that?

At the school, I mean.

I assume that's where you told them to get the job, but we both know that's not

true.

6-3, that's a police precinct up in Riverside Heights. Also, the name of the

street gang runs the area.

I did some time of brushing up.

I knew a lot of good men with that tat.

Yeah, I left that life behind a long time ago.

What'd you go in for?

Manslaughter.

Do I deserve it?

Hell yeah.

Doesn't mean I don't regret it.

That stuff happens when you're young and stupid.

Yeah, I heard that.

So you're not a reporter?

Nah, I'm a private investigator for the defense.

Any chance you can tell me what happened?

Truth is, I didn't see it go down.

I was over at the food truck grabbing a coffee. When I turned around, they were

already running.

Who was running?

Both of them.

Darnell Haywood, one they arrested, and Tommy Breen.

Two kids, you sure?

Of course I'm sure. I see the same kids every day.

I turned just in time to see Nathan fall. Those two, they took off like a

shot.

Manny, thank you.

Two kids?

Yeah. His name's Thomas Breen.

Same age and grade as your client.

Did you talk to him?

I tried.

He only lives a few blocks from the school, so I walked over to his house.

How'd you get the address?

Let's just say the school security guard and I bonded.

I talked to Tommy Breen's father. He said that the U.S. attorney warned him

that someone from the defense might come by. So the prosecution knows he exists?

Definitely. I asked for an interview. The father refused.

He gave some stupid speech about his legal rights. Took a lot of self-control

not to hit him. The question is, if they were both running, then why wasn't he

arrested with Bunnell?

They must be using him as a witness.

Bottom line, bro, the question is, why did your 14-year-old client lie to you?

I don't know.

He didn't tell me about Breen. There must be a reason.

We got a problem.

That conversation was 42 minutes. I'm not equipped to go that long without a

cigarette. Second, that was the vice principal over at Cleveland Middle. He

gave me the history on Donald Haywood.

He's 14 years old. How much history can he have?

Oh, this boy's got a file. No serious violence, but he's got issues.

Who doesn't?

He's barely passing his classes, profanity, threats to students. Last

year, he threw a social studies book at a female teacher.

What about the victim?

Nathan Williams, good student, good kid, maybe not an angel, but from what I

hear, everybody loved him, and the VP called his death a heartbreaking loss.

Look, I met with Donnell Haywood.

He looked me right in the eye and told me it was self-defense.

Well, then maybe it was.

Or... Maybe this kid is sharper than I gave him credit for.

Let me explain something, Donnell.

I'm a defense attorney. That means I'm here to defend you.

I know. No, I don't think you do, because if you did, you'd be helping me,

not lying to me.

You said this was a fight.

It's you and Nathan in the yard.

What, do you think I'd just take your word for it? I wouldn't even check that

out? It's true.

No, it's not true.

I know about Tommy Breen.

I know he was there.

He's a witness against you.

So you tell me, when the prosecutor puts him on the stand, how am I supposed to

defend you when I have no idea what he's going to say?

I didn't think he would say anything.

I didn't catch that.

I said I didn't think he would say anything.

Everybody deserves a defense to them.

And I will defend you at this hearing tomorrow. But in order to do that, I

need to know what I am walking into.

Okay.

I wasn't fighting Nathan.

Nathan had nothing to do with this.

And why is Nathan dead?

Tommy and I got into it after school.

It was personal.

Nathan, he just happened to see it jump off and had to get involved.

Involved how?

Well, he pulled me off of Tommy.

Told me to leave him alone.

I told him to mind his damn business.

But he wouldn't.

He told me he was making it his business.

So... The knife was yours, wasn't it? I warned him.

But Nathan had to be Nathan.

And that kid was supposed to be smart.

Look how smart he was.

Hey, Mom, if you had a dollar and you had to divide it between all your

friends, would you want 100 pennies or a single bill?

Why? It's a game. Just go with it. I don't know.

I guess I'll take four quarters.

It's a choice, Mom. You have to take the pennies.

Or the dollar.

Well, it's ridiculous.

I don't want only one friend, but I don't need a hundred either. I want

four. Yeah, well, I'd take the pennies. I think I want to be a people person.

Okay. People person.

Book's away. Dinner's ready.

I'll go tell your dad.

Tell me we got the settlement offer on Sanderson.

Not yet.

How's it going?

You worried about the hearing tomorrow?

Oh, you know, I have represented a lot of guilty clients, but never anybody

this young, Abby. If it helps, there's a lot of new research for teachers saying

that teenage boys are undeveloped.

I've got it. An immature prefrontal cortex.

Some say it lowers impulse control, judgment, risk assessment.

That you're not buying it?

Honestly.

Donnell Haywood stabbed his classmate in the neck with a pocketknife. It didn't

happen because his brain is undercooked.

Maybe not.

So what happens now?

No matter what problems he has, Mitch, they're not gonna get better in the

adult system.

You know that.

So every kid is redeemable. You truly believe that?

Yes.

And so do you.

The worst part is, to make their case, the prosecution has to put Tommy Breen

on the stand.

So?

So...

To do my job, I have to destroy a 14-year-old who is telling the truth.

It was just supposed to be a joke.

You know, a way for me to get back at Donnell.

And when you say Donnell, who exactly do you mean?

Donnell Haywood. He's sitting right there.

May the record reflect that the witnesses identified the defendant,

Donnell Haywood.

And Thomas, how do you know Donnell? Is he a friend of yours?

No.

We're in the same class, but I'm not really cool enough to be his friend.

He pretty much only knows who I am because it's his mission in life to

harass me.

Objection. The witness can characterize his relationship with the defendant. The

witness can do that without making sarcastic comments about my client's

mission in life.

Objection sustained.

Thomas, you said you were trying to get back at Donnell.

Please tell us what you mean.

We read this book in English.

Native son.

We all had to read it and write an essay about it.

A few days before, I heard Donnell singing in the hall how he really liked

it.

How was it the first book he ever wanted to read? Go on.

The day we got our essays back, Donnell got his, and I saw his face.

I mean, he never gets good grades, but usually, usually he doesn't care.

This time, he was mad.

When class ended, he crumpled it up and threw it away.

And what did you do?

I got it from the garbage, and... It's stupid, I know, but, um... I put it on

the bulletin board in the hall.

He got an F.

Everyone was laughing, but I didn't think anyone knew it was me.

Then, when I left school, Donnell was waiting. What did he do?

He didn't say much.

He just started hitting me, and then I was on the ground.

He was kicking me.

That's when Nathan came.

Nathan Williams, he was also in your class?

Yeah.

Nathan pulled him off me and told Donnell to stop.

Then I could hear them yelling.

And then Donnell had a knife.

I saw him stab Nathan.

Then he ran.

No further questions.

You hated Donnell, didn't you, Tony?

Come on, you weren't cool enough to be his friend, and you resented that, so

you wanted to humiliate him.

That's why you posted the essay to get revenge.

Objection. Does counsel have a question? Here's my question.

How much did you hate him, Tommy?

How much do you hate him now? Enough to lie to this court?

I'm telling the truth. Truth is, you were on the ground when Nathan attacked

my client. Objection. There's no testimony saying the defendant was

attacked. The testimony is unclear, Your Honor. That's my point.

You said Darnell was kicking you, correct?

Yeah. So you were covering up, weren't you?

Using your arms to protect your head and body. I guess.

So, you never saw what happened.

I heard Nathan come over. He told Donnell to stop. Heard Nathan.

I understood that. I also understood you heard someone say the word stop. It was

Nathan. What did he say, Tommy?

What were his exact words?

You don't know.

The truth is, Nathan's the one who threatened my client. I never heard

that. Doesn't mean it didn't happen. Objection.

Argumentative. What about the knife, Tommy? You say you looked up just in

time to see Donnell stab Nathan.

That's right. But you never saw him pull that knife, did you?

Because the fact is, Nathan's the one who pulled the knife.

Nathan's the one who took a simple fight and turned it into a deadly encounter.

No. Objection. And my client was lucky enough to grab that knife and use it in

self-defense. Your Honor, this is outrageous.

Outrageous? The people are seeking to treat my client, a 14-year-old boy, as

an adult. Because this was an adult act of violence.

This is a child, Your Honor.

If he created the situation, if he sought it out because he wanted to kill

or he enjoyed it, then they might have an argument. He was beating a classmate,

Your Honor. He was responding to a public act of humiliation, and this so

-called murder was in self-defense.

That's crap, Your Honor.

Nathan Williams is the victim here. His parents are here in the courtroom, and

they deserve better than to sit here and listen to their... My client's father is

also in the courtroom, and he deserves... All right.

That's enough, counsel. You've made your point.

On the status of the defendant, you'll have my decision in a few days.

In the meantime, on the issue of bail... The people request that decision be

deferred, Your Honor. There's no reason to defer. Mr. Haywood is here and

capable of taking full responsibility.

Fine. Your Honor, please.

This is a murder charge.

And you'll have your day in court.

But I won't hold a defendant like an adult until I've decided whether or not

he is one.

The defendant's released into the custody of his father.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Shame on you, Mr.

McDeer. Karen, that's enough. You didn't know my son.

Mrs. Williams, I'm an attorney.

A defense attorney. No, an attorney argues facts.

He doesn't say whatever needs to be said so his client goes free. Come on, let's

not do this. Let go of me.

Nathan was a beautiful boy. He was good.

He died trying to help someone, but you don't care? Mrs. Williams, I am so sorry

for your loss. No, no, don't you tell me you're sorry.

What if it was your child?

This one's from Julia Heaney. Julia.

Got it.

They came, Mom.

Everyone I invited. This... This is huge.

What you got there?

Native Son.

Classic, but a little heavy for a 10-year-old's birthday party.

You know it? I taught it. Not for a while, but it was required reading at my

school in Boston.

Why? Donnell Haywood made quite an impression.

It's the only book he ever wanted to read.

It's about growing up poor and black in 1930s Chicago.

So I guess he could relate to the journey.

The journey, and now the ending.

The lead character can't escape his circumstances.

He ends up going to prison for murder.

A little heavy for a birthday party.

Hey, everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

Okay, well, come on.

Everybody's ready.

You know, I don't think I have ever seen Claire so happy.

Makes no sense. How did two of the most independent people on the planet give

birth to such a joiner?

Speaking of which, I was going to tell you this before, but I knew what you'd

say. Uh-oh. It's never the start of a good conversation.

It's not a big deal.

Let me guess. It's about that firm?

The one you looked up on the computer?

You saw that?

I teach fifth graders, babe. You don't move half as fast as they do.

Like I said, it's not a big deal.

I ran into this guy at the courthouse.

Name's Andrew Palmer.

We play basketball together sometimes.

He works for that firm?

It's called Ken Ross and Clark.

60 lawyers, all high-end civil cases.

The partners want to start a criminal division in-house.

He offered me the job.

And you turned them down.

Yes.

But I promised him I would think about it.

and he said we should come in and see the office.

Mitch.

I knew you wouldn't like the idea, Abby.

We just started a firm. Your own firm.

I told him that.

Bet you're telling me because there's something about it that interests you.

Maybe. What?

Mitch, you're not built for those firms. Firms are for people with a pack

mentality. I get that.

Then... Help me understand.

Why would you want to be a part of that?

I don't know.

I don't know. Maybe it's... Maybe it's because I never was.

Maybe it's because I'm the son of a coal miner and a waitress, not a bank

president and a socialite like you. So you need to be around entitled people to

make yourself feel worthy? It's not about worth. Then what?

It's about potential.

It's about being someone. It's about being relevant.

Look, I graduated top of my class at Harvard. I wanted things.

I wanted to do things that mattered. I wanted to make law that mattered.

And that got taken away from me. It got taken away from us.

You can do that on your own.

And I will.

It's just a part of me still wonders.

Hello?

Hey, Tammy, look, can I call you back? We're right in the middle of something.

Calm down, calm down.

Okay. No, no, no, no, no. Just keep him there and I'll come in.

Tammy's still at the office?

Yeah, she never left. She said there's someone I need to see.

Someone I need to talk to now.

You okay?

I was here with Ray, and I've been trying to stay angry at him, but God

knows I can't stay angry at that boy.

And we were making up, and he just walks in the front door.

Where is he? He's in your office. Don't worry. Ray's watching him. But I said,

you need to make an appointment. And he goes, no. He had to talk to you right

away.

Hey, bro. Sorry to call.

You need to hear this for yourself.

Derek Little.

It's McDare.

Hey, Derek, tell him what you just told me.

You hear McDeer?

Donnell Hayward's lawyer.

This is about Donnell? Derek works for Galway Supply. It's a small construction

company owned by Richard Williams.

Nathan's father?

Yeah. Mr. Williams came to see me today. Told me about his kid getting killed and

how you twisted things.

Look, Derek, I don't know what you're doing here. He said the kid who did it

was gonna walk. Judge just let him go or something.

He's taking it hard. I understand that, but... No, I don't think you do.

You offered me $10,000 to kill your client.

When did this happen?

A few hours ago.

Why did it come to you?

Because some people are uncomfortable around violence.

I'll happen to be one of those people.

I've done some things he knows that.

So then why did you come to me?

Because I had to do something.

Look, I like the man. He's been good to me. So it sure as hell I'm not going to

the police.

But every man draws his own line, and mine is this. I don't kill kids.

Good line.

I think so.

Problem is, not everyone shares my moral values.

If I don't do it, he'll find somebody who will.

And you thought he was serious.

I'm here, aren't I?

I talked to the man. I looked in his eyes.

It won't be over for him until Donnell Haywood is dead.

Richard Williams hired a hitman? He's not a hitman. He's an employee.

A construction worker.

A construction worker open to killing people. He just prefers they be old

enough to vote.

He doesn't kill kids.

Heartwarming, right?

It's crazy. Richard Williams is 43 years old. He runs his own business. He's got

a wife and a daughter. An eight-year-old daughter.

A lot of guys from where he came from, his age, have been arrested half a dozen

times. He's got no criminal record.

Meaning what? You don't think he would go through with it? Meaning I think he's

a good man.

If I hadn't got Donnell released, I don't even think he'd consider it.

Hey, you didn't drive him to this. You had a legal obligation to defend your

client, and I don't need to tell you that.

Can I smoke in here? No. Okay, the question is, what are we dealing with? A

serious threat or an angry father who just shot off his mouth in a moment of

rage? How can we know that? We can't. Maybe we can.

Derek told Richard he needed more time to decide. They're meeting tomorrow.

So? So, maybe we keep the meeting.

Maybe Derek won't do it, but he recommends somebody that will.

Oh. and because I'm the only one here with a manslaughter conviction in prison

time, you automatically think of me.

Just kidding, bro.

I think that's a brilliant idea.

But can we really do that?

Damn right.

Richard Williams is a decent guy.

We cannot go to the cops until we know that he's for real.

What's going on?

Um, nothing.

It's late. You need something?

No.

No, you cannot do this to me again.

Hey, you want to tell me what that was all about?

I'm not stupid, Dad.

I know what's going on.

All four of you whispering in the kitchen in the middle of the night?

I've seen it before. We're leaving, aren't we? No, nobody's leaving. We just

got here.

And you know what? I finally have friends.

Okay, first of all, you have always had friends. And second of all, if you will

just take two seconds and breathe, you'll be extremely relieved because we

are not leaving.

This is our home. That's not changing.

We were discussing a problem that I'm having at work.

You promise?

I promise.

We're done running, okay?

Can you hear me?

Affirmative. Let's go, little brother.

Damn, hang on.

This isn't my equipment.

I traded a guy for a couple designer suit knockoffs.

Where did you get?

You know what? Don't even tell me.

He's here, Ray.

You sure you can handle this?

Mr. Williams.

You're Dak's friend, the one who calls.

Look, I told you I prefer to meet at the office. This is my office.

Derek told me about the work you want done.

He's not up to it, but he thought maybe we could help each other.

Can you do it?

I don't know you, Mr. Williams.

From what I've heard, you're a decent guy.

So before we continue this conversation, we both say things we can't take back.

This thing you want done, walk away.

I can't do that. Yes, you can, my friend.

Son's case isn't over. Let the system... To hell with the system. Derek says you

have a family that needs you. You want to know about my family?

I got up to there and sent my daughter to school, the same school where my son

was killed.

My daughter walks the yard where he died every day, and the boy that killed him

got sent home like it never happened.

I just think... I don't give a damn what you think.

If you can't help me, fine.

I'll find someone else who can't. He cannot leave, Ray. He has to say it. You

cannot let him go. Okay, okay. Hey, take it easy.

I'll do it.

How do you want it done?

With a knife.

Deal was ten grand.

You'll get it.

Here, same time tomorrow.

You get all that, bro?

Yeah, well, I guess we know he's for real, huh?

So what now?

Uh, I don't know. I got a meeting downtown.

I'll call you when I get out.

the same way he killed Nathan.

The deal was ten grand.

You'll get it.

Here. Sleep time tomorrow.

You have to go to the police.

Mitch, you heard him. That man is unstable.

What if he does it?

What if people find out we knew?

They won't. Look, he's not killing anyone. He thinks he made a deal with

Ray. We have until tomorrow to figure this out.

What does Ray think?

I don't know.

I said we'd talk later.

Did you tell him why?

I said I had a meeting downtown.

I didn't want to get into it.

Because you knew he wouldn't approve.

It's just a meeting, Abby.

I understand.

Which is why I'll go. It's just a meeting. And I will even smile because I

love you.

And you must be Abby. Andrew.

Hi.

Wow, look at this place.

This is really beautiful.

Let me guess, you were expecting more mahogany and marble?

I think so.

You know, shadows and leather and at least one gargoyle. We were a little

scarred by our last farm experience.

Well, I tried to tell you this place is different.

Come on, let me give you a tour.

So it was built for us about eight years ago. It's not exactly Google, but we try

to be progressive.

Our managing partner wanted to bring a little of that tech inspiration to the

legal world.

Smart guy.

Alex Clark. She runs our corporate litigation team. She?

Brilliant woman.

You know that saying, this is not your father's law firm?

Actually, it is.

We've got the soul of a family firm, but Alex, she really took us to the next

level. We're not happy practicing law. We want to make law, and we do that in

every area but criminal.

That's right, you're here, buddy.

And

this

would be your office.

Look, honey, it's exactly like your office now.

How many lawyers do you have? 60.

Only 15 partners. Mitch will make it 16.

Oh, come on.

We're having a small reception for a few clients. I'll introduce you.

Mitch and Abby McDeer.

This is Alex Clark.

Of course.

No introduction necessary.

I know we haven't met, but after Ender's report, I feel like I know everything

about you. Really?

Don't worry. It was all glowing.

And Abby, welcome.

So nice to meet you.

You know, I heard you had one hell of a hearing today.

Your case with the boy who was killed.

Word is you can cross with the best.

Don't be modest.

You know, I consider it a point of pride that I've never tried a case in front of

a jury.

Is that true?

Juries love facts.

Whereas I find facts often get in the way of a perfectly winning argument.

Control is key in my business, Mitch.

My corporate clients pay me to avoid the courtroom at all costs.

And the costs are considerable.

True. But I think they'll tell you they always get their money's worth.

So, Mitch, I wanted to ask about your practice.

Oh, sure. Well, Andrew says you were once a money guy. Why not bankruptcy law

or tax? We could use you. No, I considered it. Actually, I did do some

tax work for a while, but it wasn't my thing.

Uh-huh. And what particular thing wasn't your thing?

I don't know.

Waking up in the morning, helping billionaires beat the tax code, that

kind of thing. Ah, I see. You're a moralist, so instead you spend your day

defending criminals.

I spend my day making sure that no man's freedom or future is taken from him

unjustly. We both defend criminals, Brad. The difference is, I'll admit it

to anyone. You won't even admit it to yourself.

It's late. We gotta figure out what to do about Richard Williams.

Did you call Ray?

Yeah. He and Tammy are on their way.

You know, I have to say, it could have been a lot worse.

They seem like nice people.

Yeah.

A bunch of control freaks and tax fraud artists.

Hey, you asked for it.

The big players have big personalities.

That's not what I wanted.

Really? So that office didn't speak to you at all?

That was a terrible office.

Unsightly, even.

Embarrassing.

I just hope we can make this work on our own.

We will.

You love this house.

If we don't make some money soon, then... We'll downsize.

to witness protection soon. Start acting like I am the high baby.

No,

Mrs. McPhee.

You're exactly the right person.

Come on, it's just dinner. You gotta eat, don't you? I have to study, Joey.

So do I. Look, we'll put our books on the table. No talking. I got nothing to

say to you anyway.

So you're gonna be there?

In the building, yes. At the table, no.

Mr. Moroto.

Why do I get the feeling you're not a typical night student?

Just one second.

No business when I'm at school.

Sorry, Mr. Peralta, but you need to see this right away.

It's definitely McDeer.

Our people say he surfaced in D.C. a few months ago.

It's time we got payback for what he did to your father.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

Mm-hmm.

Tell me three things about the file that you're reading.

Oh, it's a murder case.

The woman's name is Sarah Holt. I'm supposed to be preparing her defense.

But you're still thinking about Richard Williams.

That tape destroys him, Abby. He has no defense. If we take it to the police...

We talked about this last night. It's not just solicitation.

If he shows up with the money today, it's an overt act.

They could charge him with conspiracy.

We would be sending him to prison for at least a few years. Hey, we are not

sending him to prison.

He is trying to kill a 14-year-old boy, a boy who could still be declared an

adult. The judge hasn't even made his decision.

There has to be another way to handle it.

I just can't see it yet.

If you don't report it and something happens to Donnell, could you live with

yourself?

No.

Could you be prosecuted?

Technically. I wouldn't be an accessory, but if the truth came out, at the very

least, I could be disbarred.

Hello. It's here. That offer you've been waiting for, it just walked in.

On Sanderson?

There's a lawyer here from DC Tech. He came to deliver it in person.

That's a good sign, right? Probably too much money to send in the mail.

The offer on Sanderson's end.

You want to come with me?

Do you think it's good?

Mitch McDeer. John Bolson. Ah, thank you for coming. We've been expecting an

offer, but I didn't think D.C. Tech would send somebody down in person.

No, I don't work for D.C. Tech.

Ms. Sanderson's case is no longer being handled by in-house counsel.

I'm with Cromwell and Taft. Maybe you know us? Cromwell and Taft is the

biggest law firm in D.C. Second largest in the country, but... You know, who's

counting? My firm was retained to handle the trial.

Well, that's assuming there is a trial. I was under the impression you came down

in order to offer a settlement.

That's true.

So let's talk in my office. That won't be necessary.

I work for Morgan Vance.

Mr. Vance is our managing partner, and he runs corporate litigation for the

office. He sent me to personally explain our offer.

This morning, Mr. Vance was instructed by DC Tech to draft you a letter stating

the company has no intention of settling this case.

To the contrary.

We fully intend to try the matter.

Then why are you here?

Mr. Vance wanted me to tell you that he bills DC Tech at a rate of $800 per

hour. He felt it would take about one hour of his time to draft the letter I

mentioned.

He'd rather not.

Instead, he's offering you the $800 as a courtesy in full satisfaction of your

frivolous case.

You should leave now.

It'd be a great mistake to pursue this. I assure you, Mr. Bolson, the mistake

would be in underestimating what I am capable of, what we are capable of.

We have over 120 lawyers in D.C. alone.

Last year, we built over $36 million in a dozen complex tort litigations. The

simple fact is, this is what we do.

Now, you, you are in the office of one lawyer, and as far as I can find, you

haven't handled a case that's made so much of the local penny saver in the

last ten years.

I'll fight you on this.

No, I don't think you will.

Why not?

Because I'm standing in an office that six months ago is being used as a travel

agency.

You have a good day.

Nate? $100?

It should be $800,000. How can DC Tech not settle if that stent is defective?

The stent is defective.

Althea Sanderson was almost killed by a defect in a cardiac stent designed by DC

Tech. And she's not alone.

Others may have already died. Then why risk a trial? It doesn't make sense.

I mean, if we convince the jury, that creates a precedent. They're looking at

hundreds of millions of dollars in damages.

And if they pay us off, they look guilty. It's like admitting to the

entire legal world they got something to hide.

Just, I need time to think.

He's right, Abby.

Lawsuits take money. We need experts, research.

The discovery alone could take a year. We can't even afford our own office.

Then we'll figure something out.

Cromwell and Taft. I graduated fifth in my class. There were four people ahead

of me.

Two of them went to Cromwell and Taft. So, what? So we just give up?

Give up?

No, I don't want to give up. I want to grind those smug sons of bitches into

ground glass.

Then let's do it. We need lawyers, resources, the kind of backing only a

major firm can provide.

You're talking about Andrew.

If that's what you want, you know I won't stop you.

Give me a chance to make this work.

I have an idea.

Hey, bro, where are you going?

Uh, I'll be back.

No, you can't leave. We're supposed to meet Williams in an hour. I'll meet you

there.

Well, well, Mr. McDear. I'm so pleased our little shindig didn't scare you off.

Not at all.

Andrew tells me that you're interested in our offer.

How wonderful. I've always wanted a criminal division at the firm.

Mitch does have a few ideas about how the relationship would work.

I thought you two should talk directly.

First of all, let me say I appreciate your coming to me.

I asked around about your firm. What do you want, Mitch?

You love us, we love you. I think we're done.

Blowing smoke at this point, don't you? I just started my own firm.

I'm aware of that.

Our firm will acquire your practice and move you in-house.

Yes, but what if I don't want to be moved in-house? What if I want to

maintain my own office and staff?

Not an option.

Well, then I've wasted your time.

Because it's the only option I'll consider.

I'm not looking to be folded into your firm, Miss Clark. I'm looking for an

association. You provide me your resources, I'll give you a piece of my

business. We project an image here, Mitch, when our clients have come to

expect.

Meaning? Meaning our lawyers don't do business out of storefronts with

linoleum floors.

Fair enough.

You give me the space, I'll meet your clients here, but my office stays open.

And your cases.

What exactly would we be inheriting?

I thought we were done blowing smoke.

Look, I'm a good lawyer.

On my best day, maybe even better than good. This city, it's filled with good

lawyers. I know why I'm here.

Enlighten me.

Althea Sanderson?

Her case is a winner.

To handle correctly, it could be the biggest tort case of the year, maybe

even the next few years, so... So, we want 60%. Forget it.

I found the case. My team did the groundwork. And that's all you can do.

We both know you can't take this case to trial without our firm.

I'll give you 40%. Then we really are done here.

You were wrong, Andrew.

He's not ready.

50.

Let me be clear.

If I agree to your terms, you report to me on all of your cases.

I'm your boss from this day forward.

Congratulations.

Your firm just became associated with the best litigation house in town.

Andrew will send the papers.

Mitch.

You decided to show.

I see what this means. We have a deal.

Sorry, bro. I'm here. Stick with the plan.

Got the money?

You realize once I take that... We've been over this.

Do we have a deal or not?

Hey, hey.

It's over, Mr. Williams.

the same way he killed Nathan.

The deal was 10 grand.

You'll get it.

Here, same time tomorrow.

What was I supposed to do?

The judge just let that boy go home. It wasn't over.

There's still a chance Donnell could be tried as an adult.

Yeah, well, I wasn't gonna take that chance.

So you just threw everything away?

Please. We tried to help you. We begged you to let it go and trust the system.

But nothing happened.

I didn't hurt anyone. It doesn't matter. You conspired to commit murder. That

charge alone carries a maximum sentence of 25 years.

You could help me. No.

Not without risking my career or possibly being arrested. Just listen.

I made a mistake.

But it's done.

Nobody has to know about that recording.

Nobody needs to know this happened.

I see.

So now you want me to... Now you want me to decide what did or didn't happen.

My family.

You should have thought about them before.

I don't expect you to understand.

My wife won't get out of bed.

My daughter won't eat.

She has these dreams about Nathan.

I didn't do this because I forgot to think about my family, Mr. McDeer.

I did this because they're all I think about.

It's McDeer.

Thank you.

Judge Trott has reached a decision on Darnell Haywood. He wants everyone in

court.

When?

Are we gonna win?

I don't know.

Whatever happens, Donnell, we still have a trial to get through.

I don't have kids.

And in a case like this, I find myself grateful.

Grateful that I can only imagine what it must be like to stand here having lost a

child.

Or knowing that my child could be lost to a criminal system from which some

never return.

Let me be clear.

This was a shocking crime of great violence.

Mr. Haywood, with both malice and a forethought, went looking for a fight

that afternoon, and he did this, I believe, while carrying a weapon, a

knife.

Now, he had that knife because he thought he might need it.

He thought he might use it.

And he did use it, without hesitation and to brutal effect.

It's hard to think of a more adult act.

That said,

the situation was not entirely of Mr. Haywood's making.

He was on some level responding to a very real humiliation, and he lashed

out, much as you might expect from a child.

So what now?

The truth is, I want to believe in Mr. Haywood.

I want to believe that he hasn't gone from us.

That there remains something in him worth trying to save.

That he may benefit from something more than the punishment that awaits him in

the adult system.

But it's not that easy.

In fact, it's incredibly hard.

Because I don't know how to value... danelle hayward's life without devaluing

nathan williams death to nathan's parents i can

only pray that you understand how deeply this court respects your loss but i've

made my decision and it is one of hope hope that one day this young boy will be

even a fraction of the man that your son already was

This court rules Donnell Haywood to be a juvenile offender.

We are adjourned.

Congratulations. I can live with losing. I hope you can live with winning.

We need to talk.

About what?

Even if he's found delinquent now, he'll be out in less than five years.

Richard Williams?

Richard, who's at the door?

It's nothing. Someone from work.

Sir, I need you to come with us.

I have to run to the office, babe.

It won't be long.

Mr. Williams, I understand you were just given a chance to speak with Mr. Clay.

Mr. Clay is a defense attorney. You understand that my office has arranged

for him to represent you at this meeting, and that's acceptable to you?

Yes.

Before we begin, I need to know that Donnell Haywood is safe. If you've made

any other attempt... No.

He's under our protection as we speak, but if you've approached any other

individual... I didn't.

Let me say my client deeply regrets his behavior, and he's willing to cooperate

in any way he can.

Fine.

He can sign a confession and plead guilty to the charge.

Excuse me? This is the official complaint. It charges your client with

conspiracy to commit murder.

This document is a plea agreement.

You need to sign it. Now, wait a second. No deals. He pleads to the top count.

He also needs to write a full confession.

Diane, what the hell is going on here?

You called me. I thought you wanted to talk. We are talking.

Then this meeting's over. Sit down, Henry.

Diane and I have been working to find the best possible solution, and I think

we found it. What, by making him plead to the top count?

Hear her out.

Mr. Williams, if you walk out that door, you will go to prison. I can promise you

that.

Assuming my client does what you ask, what happens then?

I file the complaint and the plea agreement.

In my bottom drawer.

You're not going to charge him?

Not for now.

Mr. Williams, you and I are going to have a standing appointment. You will

come to my office every week for as long as I say.

Why? So that you never forget, not for one second, that I'm watching you.

You can tell me about your family, your daughter. I don't know what we'll talk

about, but you will come see me every week.

And let me be clear.

If you do anything to make me nervous, if you so much as jaywalk, I will file

that complaint. and your confession, and I will put you away for a very long

time. Do you understand?

Yes.

Thank you, Diane.

Don't thank me, Henry. Mitch is the one who pushed for this.

He convinced me that you deserve another chance, Mr. Williams.

Do not make me sorry.

You, sign the papers, Mr. Williams, and go home to your family.

So they're not going to charge him? Not officially.

Diane took a risk. The deal she made, if legal, is just right on the edge. But if

she went public, it could end her career.

So how'd you convince her?

Well, she's got three kids of her own, so she knows what it would mean for them

to lose their father.

Well, as long as we're on the subject of secret deals, maybe you can explain

this.

It came for you about an hour ago.

It's got about a dozen files, and it came with this handwritten letter from

one Ms. Alex Clark.

It reads, Dear Mitch, welcome aboard!

Two exclamation points.

On behalf of the firm, let us say how excited we all are to have a new

partner. Two more exclamation points.

Yeah.

About that. You joined a firm.

You didn't think that was something Tammy and I should know about? I didn't.

Just... Join a firm. I didn't join anything. It's an association.

It says partner. Does it not say partner? Yeah. Okay, technically, yes,

it is a partnership, but nothing changes for us guys. I can't work for a firm.

Neither can I.

Nobody has to work for a firm.

We keep our own office, our own staff.

It's just an association with Ken Ross and Clark.

Otherwise, we'd have to give up this place.

You guys got a better idea? I'm all ears.

What does Abby say?

Abby's on board.

I admit I wasn't at first, but... I'm coming around.

Well, I'm telling you now, I'm not kissing any asses.

Fair enough.

And we're gonna talk more about this later.

Okay.

Ray?

You know what I mean, bro.

I always got your back.

You ready to go?

Yeah. I just gotta make a quick stop on the way.

Hey.

I want you to know something.

I love you guys.

Seriously.

Three exclamation points.

Three.

Mr. Mcdeer.

I didn't know you were coming.

Caroline, how is your mother doing?

She's still fighting.

So are we.

You're not welcome here.

Mrs. Williams, I asked them to come.

We have gathered here to honor the memory of Nathan Williams.

All right, let's get started.

We only have a few minutes until our client arrives.

Well, I have good news. Today we welcomed our 16th partner, Mitchell

McDeer. It went just as we planned.

Almost. Almost?

We offered an in-house position. He preferred to create an association.

That's not what we talked about.

It's all McDeer would accept.

Bottom line, his office is now the criminal division of this firm, and that

is what we talked about. Does he know why we made him an offer?

No. He thinks we want a piece of a tort case he found a client by the name of

Althea Sanderson.

I took a look. It's actually a damn good case, and thanks to Alex, we now own

50%. Consider it a bonus.

Of course, our real interest here hasn't changed.

Sarah Holt.

She was officially charged with murder this week.

Of course, ideally, we would have known about this sooner, but by the time we

learned of her arrest, the court had already assigned the case to McDeer.

Obviously, our priority here is control.

And now McDare reports to us. How far has he gotten?

Not that far. But now that he's ours, we can start to install our own phones, our

own copy machines, even our own computers in his office.

You shouldn't stop there. You should be under surveillance. I agree. We should

be listening everywhere.

We already have a man in the field.

Good.

Because let's be perfectly clear.

If Mitch McDare ever finds the truth in this case, everyone in this room is

going to prison.

I'm sorry. Got stuck in some traffic.

Here's our client now.

Don't worry, Martin. We were just discussing your case.