Page 143 of The Werewolf Upstairs


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The DA rose, a serious expression on his face. Before he even arrived in front of the witness stand, he began asking questions. “Did you happen to see the getaway driver?”

The guard shook his head. “I don’t know if they had one, but if they did, then no.”

“Did you have cameras outside the museum?”

The guard stroked his chin and looked as if he were mentally traveling back in time. He shook his head slowly. “No.”

“So this guy could have been outside the museum, and you wouldn’t have seen him. Isn’t that right?”

The guard nodded. “Yes, I guess so.”

“Thank you; that’s all.”

***

Konrad’s nerve endings tingled when Roz leaned toward one of the other lawyers, said something, and excused herself.

Where the hell are you going?

“Relax, I’m just following up on a hunch.”

She hurried to the back of the courtroom while the attorney she spoke to rose and called the other guard as the next witness.

Konrad craned his neck, trying to see where Roz had gone. He was hoping she had just run to the bathroom, but deep down he knew the answer.

She was whispering to the pack. One of pack members opened a book and showed her something. Some of them were nodding, and some were looking over at Konrad with sad expressions.Damn. That could be good or bad.

He tried to hear what was going on in two places at once, but even werewolves weren’t that gifted. Roz’s conversation was short, but she looked pleased when she made her way back to her seat.

“What’s going on?” he asked, anxiously.

“Just wait.”

Wait? I’m dyin’ over here!

“I think your pack just saved the day.”

Really?He turned around and took another good look at them. He saw no animosity in any of their faces. A few smiles grew and were aimed in his direction.Well, I’ll be damned.

“No, you won’t. Not today.”

Konrad couldn’t wait for the witness to vacate the stand, to find out what the pack was up to.

Roz sat contentedly with a satisfied smile on her face. Whatever it was, it must be good.

At last the witness was excused and it was Roz’s turn again. She approached the bench and whispered to the judge. Because of his superior hearing, Konrad heard everything as if he were standing next to her.

“Your honor, I have a couple of last-minute witnesses.”

The judge waved the DA over and waited for him before speaking to Roz.

“We have some new witnesses,” he said to the DA. He turned to Roz. “Why aren’t they on the list?”

“I didn’t know they were coming, but they have pertinent information the jury needs to hear.”

The DA looked put out. “Is this some kind of trick? Is there some reason you didn’t want me to know about them?”

“No, not at all.”