Chapter Twenty-Five
"How is he?" the woman jumped from her seat right away when Diane opened the door of the interrogation room and stepped outside.
"He's holding up fine, but it's far from being over, 44 hours to go."
"He didn't do this, he couldn't have, he loved her," she said, still fighting with her tears. Diane could only imagine how hard it could have been for her sitting outside, while her son had been questioned inside about the murder of his fiancé. They had been friends for almost ten years now and her husband's firm was one of her most prestigious clients, so she had a double reason to be there that Sunday afternoon and try to prevent the young man she'd seen grow up to be charged with murder.
"You know that, I know, but if they have enough evidence they will charge him with murder in 44 hours."
"He needs your help, I need your help."
"And I'm doing everything I can, one of my associates is on his way here and the firm's investigator is already looking for possible other suspects."
"Diane?", Christopher stepped out of the elevator the next moment.
"Here he is, let me introduce you to each other. Kate Parker. Christopher Wilson."
"Mrs. Parker, we'll do everything we can for your son," probably hearing it from one more person was helpful for Kate and Chris definitely made a good first impression
"Thank you," the woman shook hands with him.
"If you'd excuse us, I need to talk to Chris in private."
"Of course, when can I see Tim?"
"I'll ask for permission."
As they stepped aside Diane felt the need to apologize, mainly because it was the first time she needed to gather her employees during the weekend.
"I'm sorry for ruining your Sunday plans, but Kate and I have been friends for years and her husband…"
"I know, don't worry, I just hope I didn't collect too many speeding tickets on my way back," he joked, but Diane clearly wasn't in the mood for that and the lack of her reaction quickly made him change back to their original topic, "Anything new since we talked? Have they found the murder weapon?"
"Not yet, but they have circumstantial evidence against him, we desperately need another suspect, anyone to shift the blame on."
"Does Kalinda have anything?"
"Not yet, she's looking into neighbors, exes, maybe she'll find someone."
"She's really effective, a great hire, definitely."
Diane was proud of her decision to hire the young Hindu woman as an in-house-investigator, who had already proven herself worthy of her trust.
"An ex SA investigator with connections was exactly someone we needed."
Diane's phone started buzzing just when ASA Helen Gamble, who had been questioning their client, appeared again, probably for another line of questions. She took out the phone to check the caller ID, it was Will. She hesitated whether or not to answer, when Helen stepped next to them.
"We've found the murder weapon."
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"How is he?" Diane rushed into her son's room in a hurry 4 hours later.
"He still has fever, but it's slowly going down," Sarah had been sitting on the side of Nat's bed, but she stood up to make room for the little patient's mother.
"It must have been the food, right?" Diane stepped closer, unable to take her eyes off her son who was obviously asleep.
"Definitely, but the doctor said he should be better by the morning."
"What a day! One minute we're sitting at the table together happily and look at us 8 hours later."
"He will be fine, especially now that you are here."
"I shouldn't have come home, but I couldn't stay there either, knowing he's suffering," she lifted the cold pack from his forehead and stroke it gently, "He's so warm. Did he ask for me?"
"Yes, that was when Will finally called you, he hadn't wanted to, knowing you probably wouldn't have been able to come."
"Had I known that was why he called, I would have come much sooner," she'd ignored his call since it had come in the worst possible moment and she'd only remembered to call him back a few hours later.
"Will said the client is important."
"But no one can be more important than my children," she meant what she said and she was ready to prove it right away, "You should go to sleep, I'm staying with him."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes and thank you for everything."
"It was the least I could do."
Sarah kissed her nephew before saying goodnight and after she left the room Diane sat down beside her son, just to watch him sleep. She obviously couldn't do much for him, she probably could have done a lot more for her client that night, but there was no other place she wanted to be. It didn't take long until her phone started buzzing. She didn't even check the caller before she turned it off. She'd told them to take care of everything and she had no choice but to trust them that they were able to solve it without her.