Monday, November 20, 2017

A Musty Jail and the Walking Dead

The Sheriff finally realized that if he wanted Owen Davis out of his jail, he was going to have take matters into his own hands. He called Owen's attorney and told him to come bail Owen out of jail, whether Owen wanted to go or not.

The Sheriff called the Judge to see where the case stood. He also told the Judge that he had called Owen's attorney to bail him out of jail. The Judge was quiet for a moment, then he spoke,"Sheriff, I have a better idea. When Mr. Davis' attorney comes down, advise him that I need to see he and his client before they leave town."

"Judge, you don't understand, I'm not doing this out of the kindness of my heart." Then the Sheriff explained how Mr. Davis had made himself very much at home.

The Judge laughed,"Just make sure they know I want to see them before they leave town."

That afternoon, Mr. Davis' attorney showed up with the bail money. Needless to say Owen Davis was none too happy. He told his attorney,"This has been a pretty good gig. I don't think I've ever had such good care. But it will be nice to have WIFI again."

Just as Mr. Davis and his attorney were ready to leave, the Sheriff told them, "By the way, the Judge wants to see you before you leave town."

"What's that all about?"

"Don't know, he didn't say."

The attorney assured the Sheriff that he would take his client before the Judge forthwith. Afterall they needed to get on the road.

They had been gone 10 or 15 minutes when Sam walked into the Sheriff's station.

"Long time, no see," said Sam.

"What brings you here?"

"Got a call from the Judge that he needed me this afternoon. Something about court, he told me to stay close and he would call me if and when he needed me."

The Sheriff laughed,"All I know is that Mr. Davis was bailed out this afternoon. And I insisted his attorney drag his ass out of here."

Sam laughed and his phone rang,"Yes sir, well, if you need me, I'm close by."

Sam rang off. "Must not need me afterall."

Bunny was leaving Cordelia's home, not sure where to go. She needed to go back to the office, so she headed that way. She walked in with the large envelope. Della looked at her and quickly asked,"How is Cordelia?"

"Well, she's still with us."

"Bunny, I am so sorry. I know she is special to you."

"She is," Bunny said and walked into her office.

At Cordelia's house, after everyone left, Luther and Mercer went up stairs and spoke with Cordelia.

"How you doing?" said Luther with a grin.

"Oh, I'm fine. How did Bunny do after she went downstairs?"

"Like a pro", answered  Mercer. "She deserves a nomination for Best Actress."

Luther asked,"So you are coming down tomorrow around 12:15 to 12:30? Do you need me to do anything?"

"Well, if both of you could be here, I would appreciate it. And, make sure you both send me bills for your time. I know this has taken you away from your day-to-day work."

Mercer laughed, "Cordelia, I should be paying you for the entertainment."

They all laughed and had a short conversation before Luther and Mercer walked out.

At the courthouse, Mr. Davis and his attorney walked into the Judge's courtroom. They found the Judge already on the bench. However there were no other parties in room, only the standard Deputy standing quietly in the corner and the court reporter at the side of the Judge's bench.

As soon as they were standing behind the Defendant's table, the Judge pounded his gavel, called the court to order, and told them they could be seated. "Mr. Davis, as you know, I requested that you and your attorney come before me this afternoon after you were bailed out."

Owen Davis stood and said "Yes sir."

As the Judge looked down at something in front him on the bench, he asked,"Mr. Davis, did you enjoy your 'lodging?" and the Judge looked up.

Mr. Davis answered, "Yes sir, I did."

"And I'm sure you found the meals tasty and the fine linens comfortable at night?"

"Oh, yes sir." And before he could go on, his attorney grabbed his elbow to get his attention. His look at Owen made it very clear that Owen did not need make any more comments."

Owen was quiet. The Judge continued,"Well in addition to the arson charges brought by the county and a state charge, the city has filed charges on destruction of property, misuse of petroleum products, and breaking and entering."

Owen's attorney spoke up, "Your honor, as you said, my client has already been charged in this situation. We are now awaiting the trial."

"Yes sir, that is true - for the state and county charges. However, these are new and separate charges by the city."

The attorney spoke up, "Sir, I understand the charges and we will prepare to defend those as well."

"Not so fast young man. Due to the city's concern, I am not willing to set bail, so your client is remanded to the city jail until I talk with the city attorney about how to proceed."

"Sir, but my client was just let out of the jail.

"Yes, but that was the county jail. This will be the city jail. Also, your client is a flight risk."

"I object."

"I'm sure you do, however he is to be turned over to the city post haste." The Judge pounded his gavel. "Deputy, please take the prisoner." He looked at Mr. Davis' attorney,"We are through here."

The city jail was totally unlike the county jail. First it wasn't often used so it was bare and stark.  Each prisoner was issued a thin worn sheet, an old pillow, and a patched blanket. There were no gourmet meals served on fine China and cushy linens. The meals were MREs (Meals Ready to Eat). And no supplied reading materials. This was a moldy old place that the state should have condemned years ago. However, it was used so infrequently that the state had written it off.

The following morning Belva, Inez, and Tula arrived at Cordelia's home. Unlike the stylish clothes Belva and Inez usually wore, they were dressed in outfits of somber hues - almost as if they were already in mourning. Tula showed up in black from head to toe. Pearl just rolled her eyes as they came in.

Belva was the first to ask, "How is she?"

Pearl told Belva that she had just checked on Cordelia and she was still asleep. Pearl also told her that Dr. Magill would be by around noon to check on Cordelia and they would know more about her condition then.

With nothing else to do, Belva, Inez, and Tula spent the morning walking around the house as if they were inventorying everything. "This will look great in my main hall," Inez said as she ran her hand across a cherry sideboard.

"Well, I already have a place for these botanical prints," Belva said pointing to a set of four hanging on the wall in the living room."

The three of them spent an hour or two walking through the house, making notes and discussing where they could use many of the fine pieces of furniture and artwork. Also they pointed out pieces that would need to be sold. 

Dr. Magill and Luther Sweeney walked in around noon. Mercer asked Pearl where everyone was. "Oh they are inventorying the house, dividing up the goods."

About that time, they heard from the dining room, "Pearl, where does Aunt Cordelia keep her fine China?"

Pearl walked to the dining room door from the kitchen."It is in that China cabinet in the corner."

Inez walked over to the cabinet and tried to open it. The door was locked. "Pearl where is the key?"

By this time Pearl was standing in the dining room. " 'Miss' Cordelia has it. She always keeps it with her."

"Well get it. We want to look at the China?" said Tula curtly.

"I don't think that will necessary."

They all turned around to see Cordelia standing there, hair done, makeup perfect, and dressed.

"What are you doing? Why are you not in bed? We thought you were sick?"

"No, you hoped I was dead," Cordelia said as she walked across the room.  Her voice was strong and there was no hesitation in her step.

"I don't understand," stammered Belva as Inez just stood there. Tula was steaming.

Dr. Magill walked from the kitchen with Bunny.

"Y'all are like buzzards circling a dead opossum. However, you forgot sometimes the opossum is just playing dead."

Inez stepped forward and tried to give Cordelia a hug. Instead of a loving embrace, she received a gentle pat on her back. "Oh, Aunt Cordelia, it's a miracle. You cannot imagine how happy we are to see you like this." She paused and added,"So  . . . alive!"

Cordelia smiled and made her way past them. "Pearl, can I get a glass of iced tea?"

Cordelia turned back to face them, "Did you figure out how to divide the spoils?"

Tula recovered,"Oh, Aunt Cordelia, no, no, no. We are trying to make sure no one, she turned and glared at Bunny, was taking any of your possessions."

Cordelia took a sip of her tea,"Of course you were."

"I always knew you were selfish, unpleasant individuals. However, these past few days have unfortunately justified that and more."

The 3 just stood there. Cordelia continued,"I love you because you are family. However, even that thought I find that offensive." She paused. "Because of the way my Mama reared me, I'm not going to say I never want to see you again, but, "she paused, "I don't."

Tula started,"Oh, Cordelia, Aunt Cordelia. . . ."

"Don't even start. Now, if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you would leave - as in now. I have business to attend to with Mr. Sweeney, Dr. Magill, and Ms. Vontese."

"But . . .," stammered Belva.

"And, for God's sake, don't start calling me 'Aunt' Cordelia."

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