It doesn't matter
"OK," Nurse Johnson agrees, leaving.
You and Bridget head back to your room then, but someone gtabs you.
Before you know it, you're both locked in a back hallway closet.
Someone must have done this to keep you from preparing for tomorrow's
trial! You...
"That's OK," you say. "Whoever said that won't get away
with it, because I've been elected as Mr. Anderson's attorney and he's
getting a good one. Just lay low until tomorrow, OK?"
