Quincy patted my hand, “I wanted to meet with you before court started. Did you get any sleep last night? You look so stressed.” “I didn’t sleep a wink. I’m so worried about everyone believing Reverend Jacobs.” “I’m so sorry I didn’t meet with you last night and set your mind at ease, but I worked on my cross for this witness until very late.” He took a deep breath, “I think Ms. Miller is making a mistake by calling this witness. I’m going to tear him apart on the witness stand. This is not some backwoods place where the jury is going to believe everything that comes out of his mouth just because he’s a minister.” I hugged him, “Thank you so much, Mr. Quincy. That makes me feel so much better. Mr. Baker is paying you but, when you get me cleared of these charges, I am going to pay him back and give you a big bonus.” He smiled and looked at his watch, “We need to get going or I’ll be in contempt of court.”
