Chapter 53: Questioned (2)
Jack's wrists ached and his skin was getting raw. He'd been alternating between pacing and sitting for several hours, waiting for Henry to arrive. He was getting thirsty and was just about to start yelling when the door opened and three people entered.
The first was Henry, the second was a man in a suit holding a briefcase, and the third was the older agent from before.
"Why is my client still handcuffed?" demanded the man with the briefcase. "He is a skinny teenager, so why are you treating him like a hardened criminal?"
So, that's the lawyer Henry found for me, thought Jack. He wasn't even offended by the "skinny teenager" comment.
The older agent looked at Jack apologetically, then walked over while saying, "Here, let's get those off you. Your writs must be sore."
"Yes. Very," said Jack emphatically.
As the older agent retreated towards the door, Jack said sternly, "I am not conferring with my counsel in this room."
The man with the briefcase smiled encouragingly at Jack and said, "Ah, you beat me to it." Then turned to the older agent and said, "As my client has stated, we will not confer in this room. You are required, by law, to provide an unmonitored location for our consultation."
"Ah, we can turn on off the recording equipment," suggested the older agent.
"Ha," barked Jack.
"Not acceptable," stated his new lawyer.