Jeffrey was on his way back to the hospital when his cell phone rang. "Hello?" he answered.
"O'Neill?" the AD said. "I talked to the prosecutor…"
"Well…" Jeffrey said. "What did he have to say…"
"He said that he probably won't need to subpoena any witnesses, but that it would really help if the victim was willing to testify in court…"
"Couldn't he just use his statement?"
"There's no empathizing with a statement…" the AD countered.
Jeffery sighed. "Isn't Alex's testimony enough?"
"Well…" the AD answered. "He said that it certainly helps, but…"
"But what?"
"The jury might think that Alex only confessed to cop a plea…"
"But doesn't his statement match Sandy's?" Jeffrey said, pulling into the hospital parking lot.
"Yes…" the AD said. "It does… And that's the main reason that he thinks he won't have to resort to subpoenaing witnesses…"
"Doesn't sound very definitive…" Jeffrey said.
"I don't think that he's even sure himself…"
"All right… Well… Call me if you hear anything else…"
"Sure thing, O'Neill…" the AD replied before hanging up the phone.
Jeffrey turned off his phone and walked into the hospital.
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"Hey lover…" Sandy smiled. "You got my food?"
"Yes…" Jeffrey said. "I got your food…"
"Good…" Sandy said. "I'm starved…"
Jeffrey handed him his food and sat in the chair next to the bed. He wondered if he should tell Sandy about Alex's confession, or if he should wait until Sandy was a little less… High… He became lost in his thoughts until Sandy's voice finally pulled him out of them
"Pass me the water?" Sandy asked.
"Huh?" Jeffrey said, surprised to see that he'd already eaten everything.
"The water…" Sandy said. "Pass it to me?"
"Sure…" Jeffrey said, handing it to him.
Sandy gulped down the entire bottle and threw it at the trash can, but his aim fell short. "Damn…" he said, laughing slightly.
"What's so funny?" Jeffrey asked him.
"I missed…" Sandy said, before turning to look into Jeffrey's eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing…" Jeffrey said. "Nothing is wrong…"
"Good…" Sandy smiled. "Cause I'm happy…"
"I can see that…" Jeffery said.
"I feel fine…" Sandy said. "I don't know why the doc won't just let me leave…"
"Because you need to stay here…" Jeffrey said.
Sandy pouted. "You're supposed to be on my side…"
Jeffrey laughed at the expression on his face. It was one he'd never seen before… Maybe it was just the drugs. "I am on your side, Sandy…" he chuckled. "I am on your side…"
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