Roses & Thorns for the Priest

James, still a confined within the walls of the holding cell at the Police station, sat on the bed reading an old newspaper article. Pola walked to the cell and quickly caught his attention with a pen she repeatedly knocked against the cell bars. James did not look at her. He closed his eyes for a moment, opened them and concentrated his attention on the article.

Pola, however, was not put off by James’ snobbish attitude. “I hope you have a good lawyer.”

James kept his cool. He cherished his silence.

“We are looking at murder here. Death sentence is most likely.” Pola continued. “It’s important you find one hell of a lawyer.”

James broke his silence with a question, “For something I didn't do?”

“We can work around this.” Pola was elated that the old clergy man finally responded, but she could not show it. By her standards, it was unprofessional. “The charges can be reduced to manslaughter, life sentence and a shot at parole. All I need is a confession.”

James took in a deep breath and
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