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Around 2:00, o’clock, Jerry entered the office, ready to pay the retainer fee and sign the documents. When they finished, Connie gave him a folder containing copies of the papers and put the folder in the file cabinet. The office door opened, Mr. Holderman entered, after greeting Jerry, he promised, “I’ll do my best.”
Shaking Mr. Holderman’s hand, Jerry said, “Thank you, I know you’ll do your best. What do we do now?”
Motioning for Jerry to follow him, Mr. Holderman entered his office, placing his briefcase on the floor beside the file cabinet, and said, “Jerry sit down, Marlene went to court this …show more content…
When I leave here I’m going to see Marlene,” Jerry said, anxious to tell her that she was going home.
Leaving, Mr. Holderman’s office, Jerry stopped at the bail bondsman’s office before going to the station. After standing in line to register to see Marlene. Jerry waited until they directed him to a small area enclosed with glass windows a single stool along with a phone on each side. After waiting several minutes, Marlene entered the small room wearing a baggy, orange, jumpsuit. She didn’t look like the woman he loved. With her hair combed, but not styled, as was her custom, with no make-up or jewelry. A look of terror filled her once sparkling eyes, the sight of her, broke his heart. Picking up the phone, she motioned for him to do the same. “Hello,” he said, sitting on the stool. “Hi, Honey, what’re you doing to get me out of this damn place?” She asked and started crying. “I went to court this morning, Mr. Holderman suggested I plead not guilty. Now they’re going to have another …show more content…
You should know that I would never hurt anyone, let alone murder my mother. Please, help me!” She pleaded.
Even though Jerry was angry with Marlene, still he wanted to help. “I called Richard. He can’t help…”.
Interrupting him, Marlene raised her voice, “Some friend, he is, when you need him, he’s not there!”
Waving his hands, Jerry said, “Calm down and let me tell you why he can’t help us. Richard is not a criminal lawyer, and that’s what we need. His friend, Matthew Holderman is a criminal lawyer. I talked to him and hired him to defend you. I’m meeting with the bail bondsman when I leave here, and you’ll go home with me tonight.”
“Thank you. Thank you. I don’t ever want to go back to this horrible place,” Marlene said, weeping with relief. “The important thing to remember is we’re trying to get these ridiculous charges dropped,” Jerry said and didn’t believe a single word, he spoke. For the next few minutes, Jerry made small talk while Marlene daydreamed about going home. Finally, the announcement came over the PA system, visiting was over, and everyone should leave. Jerry said goodbye, with tears rolling down his cheeks, he watched Marlene going through the iron door knowing she would soon be free, at least for a short