Fire in a Haystack: A Thrilling Novel (Legal Mystery Book Book 1) by Erez Aharoni
Authors: Erez Aharoni
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air turned things upside down and made a deep impression on Judge Jancovic. Geller attempted to dissuade her but was unsuccessful. After about half an hour of arguments and counterarguments, Judge Jancovic read her decision.
“In light of the evidence presented to the court and in light of the guarantees the claimant committed to deposit in the court’s treasury, I have decided that a temporary court order should be issued as requested…” The judge finished reading her decision and hurried to exit the courtroom.
The crowd began to slowly walk outside.
Ofer hurried to get close to Gali. She was surrounded by enthusiastic friends and supporters of the Environmental Action Association, who could not hide their joy about the surprising decision.
One couldn’t possibly fail to identify her. The copper color of her skin and her large gleaming eyes were one of a kind. He wanted to say something to her, but the words got stuck in his mouth.
This time she recognized him. “What are you doing here, Ofer?” she asked, ignoring the excitement of the people that surrounded her.
“I’m an intern at Geller, Schneider and Associates,” said Ofer. He realized too late that he didn’t really look his best. His hair was uncombed, and he hadn’t had time to have a bath yet. The signs of the sleepless night he underwent could be clearly seen on his face and his wrinkled clothing.
“You don’t say…So what, you’ve crossed the line? You no longer uphold the same values you used to believe in?” Gali challenged.
“You may have won the battle, but there’s a long war waiting for you,” said Ofer, trying to maintain the dignity of his office and the client it represented. The large crowd that surrounded them did not allow the conversation to continue. Gali was swallowed in a cheerful company of association members
Gideon Geller came over and rested his hand on Ofer’s shoulder. “I already received an update about everything that happened last night, Ofer. I took care of everything. I signed the bail paperwork and the terms of release. I agreed that you’ll report for further investigation the moment you’re summoned. Come, I’ll take you to the office,” he said with a smile and gave the intern another pat on the shoulder.
They walked out of the courtroom, into the parking lot, and climbed inside Geller’s black Audi.
“Ofer, now that we’re alone, please tell me what happened,” asked Geller as he sat in front of the wheel. The vehicle drove softly along Ibn Gabirol Street. All the traffic lights were green, as if inspired by Geller’s vehicle.
Ofer spoke quickly, tripping over the words. He told Geller about the appointment he had scheduled with Rodety to take him to the office, the wait at the hotel, persuading the chambermaid, finding the body, being interrogated by Alush, giving the wrong answer, hanging out with Rodety at the strip club. He didn’t say which club. Geller didn’t ask. Only listened without even a single blink.
Geller’s cell phone rang, interrupted the recitation.
Geller answered the call. Efrat, his secretary, was on the line. Unlike her usual happy nature, there was not a shred of cheerfulness in her voice.
“Geller,” said Efrat, “they just called from the Tel Hashomer Hospital.”
Geller remained calm. “What did they want?”
“Can I talk? Are you by yourself?”
“Yes, you can talk,” answered Geller.
“They say that Ofer Angel escaped from the quarantine ward. They say he’s dangerous to the public. There’s a chance he got infected by the deadly mutated virus that killed Rodety…”
The attorney remained silent. His silence lasted exactly five seconds.
Geller stopped the Audi with a screech at the nearest bus bay and said, “Ofer, get the hell out of my car and go back to the hospital. Don’t you dare show your face in the office or anywhere else until you receive medical approval and my personal approval to do so. Got it?”
“Geller,
“In light of the evidence presented to the court and in light of the guarantees the claimant committed to deposit in the court’s treasury, I have decided that a temporary court order should be issued as requested…” The judge finished reading her decision and hurried to exit the courtroom.
The crowd began to slowly walk outside.
Ofer hurried to get close to Gali. She was surrounded by enthusiastic friends and supporters of the Environmental Action Association, who could not hide their joy about the surprising decision.
One couldn’t possibly fail to identify her. The copper color of her skin and her large gleaming eyes were one of a kind. He wanted to say something to her, but the words got stuck in his mouth.
This time she recognized him. “What are you doing here, Ofer?” she asked, ignoring the excitement of the people that surrounded her.
“I’m an intern at Geller, Schneider and Associates,” said Ofer. He realized too late that he didn’t really look his best. His hair was uncombed, and he hadn’t had time to have a bath yet. The signs of the sleepless night he underwent could be clearly seen on his face and his wrinkled clothing.
“You don’t say…So what, you’ve crossed the line? You no longer uphold the same values you used to believe in?” Gali challenged.
“You may have won the battle, but there’s a long war waiting for you,” said Ofer, trying to maintain the dignity of his office and the client it represented. The large crowd that surrounded them did not allow the conversation to continue. Gali was swallowed in a cheerful company of association members
Gideon Geller came over and rested his hand on Ofer’s shoulder. “I already received an update about everything that happened last night, Ofer. I took care of everything. I signed the bail paperwork and the terms of release. I agreed that you’ll report for further investigation the moment you’re summoned. Come, I’ll take you to the office,” he said with a smile and gave the intern another pat on the shoulder.
They walked out of the courtroom, into the parking lot, and climbed inside Geller’s black Audi.
“Ofer, now that we’re alone, please tell me what happened,” asked Geller as he sat in front of the wheel. The vehicle drove softly along Ibn Gabirol Street. All the traffic lights were green, as if inspired by Geller’s vehicle.
Ofer spoke quickly, tripping over the words. He told Geller about the appointment he had scheduled with Rodety to take him to the office, the wait at the hotel, persuading the chambermaid, finding the body, being interrogated by Alush, giving the wrong answer, hanging out with Rodety at the strip club. He didn’t say which club. Geller didn’t ask. Only listened without even a single blink.
Geller’s cell phone rang, interrupted the recitation.
Geller answered the call. Efrat, his secretary, was on the line. Unlike her usual happy nature, there was not a shred of cheerfulness in her voice.
“Geller,” said Efrat, “they just called from the Tel Hashomer Hospital.”
Geller remained calm. “What did they want?”
“Can I talk? Are you by yourself?”
“Yes, you can talk,” answered Geller.
“They say that Ofer Angel escaped from the quarantine ward. They say he’s dangerous to the public. There’s a chance he got infected by the deadly mutated virus that killed Rodety…”
The attorney remained silent. His silence lasted exactly five seconds.
Geller stopped the Audi with a screech at the nearest bus bay and said, “Ofer, get the hell out of my car and go back to the hospital. Don’t you dare show your face in the office or anywhere else until you receive medical approval and my personal approval to do so. Got it?”
“Geller,
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