to exonerate him. Given the personalities involved, Skarpellos and Lama, I would suddenly discover that Tony was playing cribbage with a dozen elderly matrons the night Ben was killed. "Suspects are your job," I tell Nelson. "I think we're satisfied with the defendant we have. All we need to know is who helped her. Who carried the body, used the shotgun," he says. "It's an offer made to fail. Even if she were willing to enter a plea to a crime she didn't commit in order to save her life, she can't fulfill the terms." He looks at me, like "Nice story, but it won't wash." Lama kicks in. "Have you heard," he says, "we got a photo ID party goin' down at the office? Seems the lady was a creature of habit. Ended up at the same place every night. A motel clerk from hell says she brought her entire stable of studs to his front door. We got him lookin' at pictures of all her friends. Only a matter of time. Then the deal's off." Harry meets this with some logic. "To listen to you, our client already had all the freedom she could ask for. Lovers on every corner, and a cozy home to come home to when she got tired," says Harry. "Why would she want to kill the meal ticket?" "Seems the victim was getting a little tired of her indiscretions. He was considering a divorce," says Nelson. "You have read the prenuptial agreement? A divorce, and it was back to work for your client." Harry and I look at one another. "Who told you Ben was considering a divorce?" I ask. "We have a witness," says Nelson. He is not the kind to gloat over bad news delivered to an adversary. "You haven't disclosed him to us." "True," he says. "We discovered him after the prelim. We're still checking it out. When we have everything we'll pass it along. But I will tell you, it sounds like gospel." Lama's expression is Cheshire cat-like, beaming from the corner of the couch. I sense that this is his doing. "I think you should talk to your client. I'm sure she'll see reason," says Nelson. "If you move, I think I can convince the judge to go along with the deal." "I'll have to talk to her," I tell him, "but I can't hold out much hope." "Talk," he says. "But let me know your answer soon. If we're going to trial, I intend to ask for an early date.
( Steve Martini )
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