Quinn asked.“Last night in the jail common,” Lillie said. “Mary Alice logged it, and I played it right before you got in. By the way, did you know you were late?”“A whole fifteen minutes.”“You’re not gonna get fat and lazy on me, are you?”“What do we do?”“This will add pressure to Mara,” Lillie said. “I say we play it for her, and let’s see what shakes out. Momma sure was hard on her.”“Who’s the girl’s attorney?”“Public defender out of Oxford,” Lillie said. “I think he’s a whole six months out of law school.”Quinn nodded.“You look tired.”“Had a hard time sleeping last night,” Quinn said. “Weird dreams. I think it’s that old house does it to me.”“What happened to you bragging about falling asleep at will?” Lillie said. “You said in the Shitbox, you could close your eyes and sleep but still kind of be awake.”“Wasn’t like that,” Quinn said. “I finally got up, took out Hondo, and made a pot of coffee at three a.m.”“And still late,”
