She changed into a loose-fitting pair of jeans and t-shirt. Despite the 90-
degree weather, she also brought a denim jacket. She sat in the back
seat, ramrod-straight, slightly puzzled but otherwise inscrutable
expression on her face as she stared out the window. Goren and Eames took
turns trying to get her to engage in small talk about her profession, but
she responded monosyllabically, in tones that, while polite, did not
encourage further conversation.
Still thinking about calling that lawyer, Goren thought. He wondered why she didn't. She had to have a lawyer and if she didn't, her sister-in-law, whose estate she was apparently making free use of, had to. If nothing else, she had an agent who would know a lawyer.
Of course, otherwise intelligent and savvy people failed to take this simple step with some regularity. But why was she doing it? Trying to demonstrate her innocence? Pretending to naiveté? Too arrogant? All of the above?
Back to 75% sure that she was guilty, Goren opened the door for her and walked beside her into the precinct, sending the not so subtle message of authority. She did not react, and when they arrived in the large open room, she turned slightly, eyebrow raised in inquiry.
"Miss Baldwin, we just have a few things we need to do," Eames said, "Please wait in here." She gestured towards the open door to the interrogation room.
She swallowed. "Can't I wait out here?"
"We really need you to wait in there." Alex said, but Amy looked at Goren. He wasn't sure what she was looking for, but whether or not she found it, she shrugged, a small movement that may have been a twitch, and walked into the room. Not looking in the mirror, she selected a seat with her back facing it.
Goren stepped in shaking his head. He stood behind the chair on the other side of the table. "No, I'm sorry, I need you to sit here."
Challenge flashed briefly in her eyes, but she clenched her jaw ever so slightly, stood, and sat in the chair he held out for her. Scooting her in like a waiter at a five star restaurant, he smiled. "Thank you. Let us know if you need anything."
She crossed her legs, set her bag down on the table, and then folded her hands in front of her. She glanced at herself in the mirror, then averted her eyes. She did not say anything as he retreated and closed the door.
Still thinking about calling that lawyer, Goren thought. He wondered why she didn't. She had to have a lawyer and if she didn't, her sister-in-law, whose estate she was apparently making free use of, had to. If nothing else, she had an agent who would know a lawyer.
Of course, otherwise intelligent and savvy people failed to take this simple step with some regularity. But why was she doing it? Trying to demonstrate her innocence? Pretending to naiveté? Too arrogant? All of the above?
Back to 75% sure that she was guilty, Goren opened the door for her and walked beside her into the precinct, sending the not so subtle message of authority. She did not react, and when they arrived in the large open room, she turned slightly, eyebrow raised in inquiry.
"Miss Baldwin, we just have a few things we need to do," Eames said, "Please wait in here." She gestured towards the open door to the interrogation room.
She swallowed. "Can't I wait out here?"
"We really need you to wait in there." Alex said, but Amy looked at Goren. He wasn't sure what she was looking for, but whether or not she found it, she shrugged, a small movement that may have been a twitch, and walked into the room. Not looking in the mirror, she selected a seat with her back facing it.
Goren stepped in shaking his head. He stood behind the chair on the other side of the table. "No, I'm sorry, I need you to sit here."
Challenge flashed briefly in her eyes, but she clenched her jaw ever so slightly, stood, and sat in the chair he held out for her. Scooting her in like a waiter at a five star restaurant, he smiled. "Thank you. Let us know if you need anything."
She crossed her legs, set her bag down on the table, and then folded her hands in front of her. She glanced at herself in the mirror, then averted her eyes. She did not say anything as he retreated and closed the door.