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Gone, but Not Forgotten / Wild Justice
     

Gone, but Not Forgotten / Wild Justice

by Phillip Margolin
 

There is no finer architect of bone-chilling suspense than the incomparable Phillip Margolin. Now two of his New York Times bestselling blockbusters have been combined in one remarkable volume — a sensational one-two punch that proves without a doubt that, when it comes to thrills, twists, turns, shocks, and unrelenting, nail-biting tension, there is

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There is no finer architect of bone-chilling suspense than the incomparable Phillip Margolin. Now two of his New York Times bestselling blockbusters have been combined in one remarkable volume — a sensational one-two punch that proves without a doubt that, when it comes to thrills, twists, turns, shocks, and unrelenting, nail-biting tension, there is simply no one out there better than Phillip Margolin!

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780061121593
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
05/30/2006
Edition description:
2 BKS IN 1
Pages:
816
Product dimensions:
5.31(w) x 8.00(h) x 1.30(d)

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Gone, But Not Forgotten and Wild Justice


By Phillip Margolin

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Phillip Margolin
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0061121592

Chapter One

"Have you reached a verdict?" Judge Alfred Neff asked the eight men and four women seated in the jury box.

A heavy-set, barrel-chested man in his mid-sixties struggled to his feet. Betsy Tannenbaum checked the chart she had drawn up two weeks ago during jury selection. This was Walter Korn, a retired welder. Betsy felt uncomfortable with Korn as the foreman. He was a member of the jury only because Betsy had run out of challenges.

The bailiff took the verdict form from Korn and handed it to the judge. Betsy's eyes followed the folded square of white paper. As the judge opened it and read the verdict to himself, she watched his face for a telltale sign, but there was none.

Betsy stole a glance at Andrea Hammermill, the plump, matronly woman sitting beside her. Andrea stared straight ahead, as subdued and resigned as she had been throughout her trial for the murder of her husband. The only time Andrea had shown any emotion was during direct examination when she explained why she shot Sidney Hammermill to death. As she told the jury about firing the revolver over and over until the dull click of hammer on steel told her there were no more bullets, her hands trembled, her body shook and she sobbed pitifully.

"Will thedefendant please stand," Judge Neff said. Andrea got to her feet unsteadily. Betsy stood with her, eyes forward.

"Omitting the caption, the verdict reads as follows: 'We the jury, being duly impaneled and sworn, do find the defendant, Andrea Marie Hammermill, not guilty...' "

Betsy could not hear the rest of the verdict over the din in the courtroom. Andrea collapsed on her chair, sobbing into her hands.

"It's okay," Betsy said, "it's okay." She felt tears on her cheeks as she wrapped a protective arm around Andrea's shoulders. Someone tapped Betsy on the arm. She looked up. Randy Highsmith, the prosecutor, was standing over her holding a glass of water.

"Can she use this?" he asked.

Betsy took the glass and handed it to her client. Highsmith waited a moment while Andrea regained her composure.

"Mrs. Hammermill," he said, "I want you to know that I prosecuted you because I believe you took the law into your own hands. But I also want you to know that I don't think your husband had the right to treat you the way he did. I don't care who he was. If you had come to me, instead of shooting him, I would have done my best to put him in jail. I hope you can put this behind you and go on with your life. You seem like a good person."

Betsy wanted to thank Highsmith for his kind words, but she was too choked up to speak. As Andrea's friends and supporters started to crowd around her Betsy pushed away from the throng to get some air. Over the crowd she could see Highsmith, alone, bent over his table, gathering law books and files. As the assistant district attorney started toward the door, he noticed Betsy standing on the fringe of the crowd. Now that the trial was over, the two lawyers were superfluous. Highsmith nodded. Betsy nodded back.

Continues...


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Meet the Author

Phillip Margolin has written nineteen novels, many of them New York Times bestsellers, including his latest novels Woman with a Gun, Worthy Brown’s Daughter, Sleight of Hand, and the Washington trilogy. Each displays a unique, compelling insider’s view of criminal behavior, which comes from his long background as a criminal defense attorney who has handled thirty murder cases. Winner of the Distinguished Northwest Writer Award, he lives in Portland, Oregon.

Brief Biography

Place of Birth:
New York, New York
Education:
B.A. in Government, American University, 1965; New York University School of Law, 1970

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