" What happened? ," Richard demanded to know as he stood in the jury room where there were toppled over chairs and one that had been tossed across the room.
The twelve jurors all stood in various corners of the room , looking angry and ready to begin throwing punches once more. Especially Carl Winters and Vernon Vance who were each being restrained by two burly bailiffs. Joe Jacobs was standing behind a large potted plant in the corner looking quite pallid in the face. And LuLu was holding her own right eye while pointing at Isabella Gomez.
LuLu screeched ," She hit me ! "
Isabella sighed dramatically. " I did not. I was aiming for Carl who was trying to attack Vernon. Although Vernon deserves it really. He won't listen to reason , Judge, and he won't explain himself. "
Richard retorted," I should declare a mistrial right now. I should have everyone involved in this senseless ridiculous brawl charged with assault. You are grown adults for God's sake ! But you are acting, all of you, like my children. My children don't act like this. I want an explanation. And I want it now. "
Everyone including Richard looked at Joe in his position as jury foreman. Joe was very much wishing he had never ever registered to vote. He stepped tentatively forward.
" Richard, Judge Norland , that is , I.... I .... don't think we can actually come to a vote. Not one we all can each agree on."
Richard stepped closer to the man and Joe moved back slightly. " Why exactly not ? "
Joe didn't answer. He merely pointed at Vernon Vance who looked away from everyone. " It's him. The one with the cheap shoes and the ill fitting suit. He keeps voting not guilty. We've voted several times. It's not going to change. " Joe looked back at Richard sharply. " We just want to go home. "
LuLu whined ," I am going home. I don't care anymore. She hit me ! "
Isabella shot out tersely," Well you tried to stab me with a ballpoint pen ! And got Jacobs because he tried to hide behind me ! "
Joe stammered ," I was not hiding. I was ... I was protecting you. "
Isabella rolled her eyes. " From behind? Look , Judge, if the desperate housewife goes home so do I. I've had enough. I'm a kindergarten teacher and I haven't ever heard so much whining as with these people. Especially the men ! "
As they all began to bicker once more among themselves Richard shouted ," Shut the fuck up ! "
They all fell silent and stared in amazement at him.
Richard snapped tersely," Baliffs , remain in the room while they do one more vote today. Then I want them in the courtroom in thirty minutes. I want a verdict today. I want this over and done with. And if there's anymore fights from this room after I leave I will have each responsible party charged with assault. Act like adults , damn it ! "
YOU ARE READING
ODDS OF LOVE - SEASON THIRTEEN
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about disabled math genius professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and all their family , friends and enemies in the Washington DC metro area. Multicultural. Diverse.