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Just the thought of it made him go cold inside. He thought about the
waiting and worrying, the constant looking over his shoulder, wondering
if this was the day they'd figure out the truth and make an arrest. No,
he couldn't stand for that to happen.

There was only one thing he could do to take control over this out of
their hands.

"Do you want to give us a statement now?" Callahan was asking him, his
tone offhand, "or wait for the homicide guys to get here "

"Neither," Luke replied, no longer undecided about what he was going to
do. "I want a lawyer."

Chapter 1

Claire stood outside the Atlantic City county jail and wondered if she
was losing her mind. She had to be, she decided. There wasn't any
other plausible explanation for boing there.

Last Friday she had won the biggest case of her entire career and what
had she done to celebrate? She had walked away from her job with one
of the most prestigious law firms in Rhode Island and driven all the
way to Atlantic City to help a man she hadn't seen in twelve years. A
man who hadn't asked for her help, who in all likelihood didn't even
remember her name, and who-for all she really knew-was a cold-blooded
murderer.

No, she amended quickly, that last wasn't true. While it was very
possible that Luke Cabrio might not remember her name, it was not
possible that he had murdered Nick Addison , the man he was accused of
shooting. She was so utterly convinced of his innooenoe that her most
pressing concern about meeting him face-to-face was not one of safety,
but of recognition. She worried that even after she'd told him her
name, Luke would stare at her blankly, with no idea who she was and
absolutely no recollection of the old memories that she had never quite
forgotten.

To avoid the possibility of such an ego-bruising moment Claire had
taken the precaution of contacting the state public-defenders office
and asking the attorney appointed to represent Luke to relay a message
to him. In it, she'd expressed concern for his predicament, mentioned
that they had attended high school together and offered to meet with
him to see if she could be of any help. The return message had been as
blunt and as heedless of polite convention as Luke himself. It had
been difficult to tell if the public defender was more amused or
embarrassed at having to relay Luke's response to her over the
telephone.