had time to work on it with Casey on her honeymoon. Fortunately for Judy Porter, Bruno hasn't uncovered any new incriminating evidence, either."
"When is Casey coming back?"
"Friday night, I think. I'm hoping to have a chance to talk
to her Saturday before the art show."
"Did Bruno check out the new husband for you?"
Dana nodded. "He did, and that's what I need to speak to
Casey about"
Sam cocked his head to one side. "Sounds serious."
"Maybe not," Dana said brightly. She stood up. "I'd better get back to the office."
Sam stood up and walked her to the door. "I guess you
don't want to tell me what Bruno found out."
"No, I don't," Dana answered honestly. "Not before I talk
to Casey about it."
Sam accepted her answer and watched Dana hurry out of
his office and across the newsroom like she couldn't wait to
put distance between them.
A few blocks away, Floyd Flannery and Ben Hughes
were leaving the courthouse.
"My wife didn't even show up for the hearing," Floyd
complained to his lawyer. "She's probably had the locks on
the house changed already."
"Janine is upset," Ben told him. "This isn't the first time
she's had to bail you out. She had to go to her brother for
the money she needed for the bondsman."
"She could have put the house up for collateral. That's
what she did the last time."
"I advised her not to do that," Ben told him calmly.
Floyd's face flushed with anger. "Why the hell would you
do that?"
Ben stopped walking and faced his irate client. "Because
you're in big trouble this time, Floyd. I talked to the lawyers
for the Globe and they're not going to make a deal. There's
going to be a trial and you may go to prison. Janine is going
to need the equity in your house for your legal bills and her
living expenses"
"It's all that reporter's fault. So what if I told people they needed extra work on their cars? The stuff I replaced needed
replacing. Since that story came out in the paper, my business
has gone right in the toilet."
Ben looked at his watch. "Don't blame anyone else for
your problems, Floyd. The reporter was just following up
on the complaints they got about you."
"If I ever catch up with that broad . .
"Shut up, Floyd. You're not going to do anything but go
home and stay there"
"And if I don't?" Flannery asked belligerently.
"You'll be back in jail and using a public defender."
Hughes turned and walked away, leaving his client standing on the street corner shaking with rage.
Casey woke up early and ventured into Tony's kitchen.
Their flight from Las Vegas had gotten in at 8 p.m. the night
before. From the airport they had gone to Casey's mom's
house. Nina Jordan had greeted them rather coolly. She was
obviously upset that her only daughter had chosen to elope
rather than let Nina have the pleasure of planning a nice wedding.
Casey smiled as she remembered how Tony had refused
to be put off by Nina's attitude and outdid himself in the
charm department. They took Nina to dinner and by dessert
she was beaming at her new son-in-law, her disappointment
about the way they had gotten married forgotten. Nina had
quickly convinced herself that the most important thing was
that Casey had found herself a wealthy husband and would
never again have to struggle financially the way Nina had.
Strangely enough, Nina Jordan had never questioned her
daughter's sudden progression into the elite world of the country club set. She was elated to see Casey shed her old
image and take an active interest in fashionable clothes, modem hairstyles, and beauty products. When Casey brought
Tony home to meet her for the first time, Nina thought all the
dreams she had secretly harbored for Casey were going to
come true.
Nina had divorced Casey's father shortly after the birth of
her daughter and he had promptly disappeared. It had been
hard to raise a child on her own, but she had done her best
and Casey's natural wit and intelligence had done the rest.
After
"When is Casey coming back?"
"Friday night, I think. I'm hoping to have a chance to talk
to her Saturday before the art show."
"Did Bruno check out the new husband for you?"
Dana nodded. "He did, and that's what I need to speak to
Casey about"
Sam cocked his head to one side. "Sounds serious."
"Maybe not," Dana said brightly. She stood up. "I'd better get back to the office."
Sam stood up and walked her to the door. "I guess you
don't want to tell me what Bruno found out."
"No, I don't," Dana answered honestly. "Not before I talk
to Casey about it."
Sam accepted her answer and watched Dana hurry out of
his office and across the newsroom like she couldn't wait to
put distance between them.
A few blocks away, Floyd Flannery and Ben Hughes
were leaving the courthouse.
"My wife didn't even show up for the hearing," Floyd
complained to his lawyer. "She's probably had the locks on
the house changed already."
"Janine is upset," Ben told him. "This isn't the first time
she's had to bail you out. She had to go to her brother for
the money she needed for the bondsman."
"She could have put the house up for collateral. That's
what she did the last time."
"I advised her not to do that," Ben told him calmly.
Floyd's face flushed with anger. "Why the hell would you
do that?"
Ben stopped walking and faced his irate client. "Because
you're in big trouble this time, Floyd. I talked to the lawyers
for the Globe and they're not going to make a deal. There's
going to be a trial and you may go to prison. Janine is going
to need the equity in your house for your legal bills and her
living expenses"
"It's all that reporter's fault. So what if I told people they needed extra work on their cars? The stuff I replaced needed
replacing. Since that story came out in the paper, my business
has gone right in the toilet."
Ben looked at his watch. "Don't blame anyone else for
your problems, Floyd. The reporter was just following up
on the complaints they got about you."
"If I ever catch up with that broad . .
"Shut up, Floyd. You're not going to do anything but go
home and stay there"
"And if I don't?" Flannery asked belligerently.
"You'll be back in jail and using a public defender."
Hughes turned and walked away, leaving his client standing on the street corner shaking with rage.
Casey woke up early and ventured into Tony's kitchen.
Their flight from Las Vegas had gotten in at 8 p.m. the night
before. From the airport they had gone to Casey's mom's
house. Nina Jordan had greeted them rather coolly. She was
obviously upset that her only daughter had chosen to elope
rather than let Nina have the pleasure of planning a nice wedding.
Casey smiled as she remembered how Tony had refused
to be put off by Nina's attitude and outdid himself in the
charm department. They took Nina to dinner and by dessert
she was beaming at her new son-in-law, her disappointment
about the way they had gotten married forgotten. Nina had
quickly convinced herself that the most important thing was
that Casey had found herself a wealthy husband and would
never again have to struggle financially the way Nina had.
Strangely enough, Nina Jordan had never questioned her
daughter's sudden progression into the elite world of the country club set. She was elated to see Casey shed her old
image and take an active interest in fashionable clothes, modem hairstyles, and beauty products. When Casey brought
Tony home to meet her for the first time, Nina thought all the
dreams she had secretly harbored for Casey were going to
come true.
Nina had divorced Casey's father shortly after the birth of
her daughter and he had promptly disappeared. It had been
hard to raise a child on her own, but she had done her best
and Casey's natural wit and intelligence had done the rest.
After
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