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“You can’t shut me up!” I yelled. “This is wrong and everyone in this place knows it.”

I was pushed forward by Marshal Nate and bent over the table. My arms were roughly pulled behind my back and my wrists cuffed tightly. A hand gripped the back of my collar and I was pulled into a standing position. The marshal then turned me and shoved me toward the door to courtside lockup.

“Perhaps a night in jail will teach you to respect the court,” Coelho called after me.

“Lucinda Sanz is innocent!” I yelled as I was pushed through the door. “You know it, I know it, everybody in the courtroom knows it!”

The last thing I heard before the door was shut was Coelho adjourning court for the day.

It was just what I’d hoped would happen.

PART ELEVEN

A CHORUS OF HORNS

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BOSCH WAS DRIVINGthe Navigator, Arslanian in the passenger seat next to him. They were moving in slow traffic on the northbound 101 freeway.

“Do you think she’ll hold him overnight?” Arslanian asked.

“Sounds like it,” Bosch said. “Sounds like he really made her blow a gasket. Sort of wish I’d been in the courtroom for it.”

“Do you think he’ll be in danger in there?”

“They’ll likely isolate him. The last thing the judge wants is for a lawyer she stuck in there to get hurt.”

“Well, will he be kept in the court holding cell all night?”

“No, they’ll take him to MDC.”

“What’s MDC?”

“Metropolitan Detention Center — it’s the federal jail. They don’t keep any overnighters in the courthouse jail. Everybody is bused back to MDC at the end of the day. He’s probably on a bus now, or the marshals might move him solo because of his VIP status.”

“I hope so.”

“He’ll be all right. I’m sure he factored it all in before he went nuts with the judge. When he got accused of murder a few years ago, he spent three months in county and managed to stay safe. You heard about that, right?”

“Oh, yes. I was ready to come out if needed but then you and the others on the team got it done.”

“Yeah, including Maggie McFierce, who tore me up pretty good on the stand today.”

“You know, I considered becoming a lawyer, maybe adding a law degree to the others. But then I thought,Nah, too many gray areas and shifting loyalties. I’ll stick with the science side of things.”

“Good plan.”

“Anyway, I just can’t believe the judge’s ruling on the science.”

Bosch didn’t reply. It had been as Haller had said at lunch. The judge chose to go by the book, not by what was right. No gray area there.

“She’s exiting,” he said.

Arslanian looked through the windshield. Bosch switched lanes so he could follow the car they were tailing.

“Where do you think she’s going?” Arslanian asked.

“No idea,” Bosch said. “I don’t think she lives this far from the AV.”

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