A/N: Another in the on-going series of drabbles.
MR. HARDCASTLE GOES TO WASHINGTON, PART II
by
Owlcroft
"Milt, hold up a sec." Giles waved him to a halt. "Glad I caught you. I, um . . ." The lieutenant shrugged unhappily. "I wanted to say we were sorry about the seat on the Court, Milt. We heard you pulled your name and wondered if there was some kind of political pressure going on."
"Nah." Hardcastle smiled and flapped a hand in dismissal. "Nothing like that, Bill."
A suspicious Giles eyed him. "Nobody said or did anything to make you withdraw?"
The judge shook his head as McCormick appeared at the end of the hallway. "Now, I didn't exactly say that."
