David Gerard. She found a magician, a cartoonist, a musician, and a few others with the name David Gerard. When she had more time, she’d have to dig a little deeper.
“Ernie’s rounding up a team right now to search the office.” Colin stuck his phone in his pocket and joined Emily.
She was finished searching for now and she closed the program, leaving the photo of Evan and the woman on the screen.
“Isn’t that the picture someone broke into your house for?” he asked.
“Yes, I thought it was lost, but I remembered last night that I had scanned and saved it.”
“That was lucky,” Colin remarked.
“It was, just don’t mention it to anyone. I don’t want someone breaking in and stealing my computer next.”
She’d said it half joking, but someone didn’t want her to have the picture and it wasn’t that far-fetched to think they would take her computer, too.
“Okay, boss, what’s next?” Colin asked.
Emily’s phone sounded its tone alerting her to a new text. Alex had texted, Josh’s arraignment is 10 a.m. today.
“I’d better call Maggie and see if she’s up to going,” Emily said. “She may need me to be there for support.”
Emily dialed Maggie’s phone and Camille picked up. Alex had already called and given them the time and Maggie was set on going, she said. Emily assured her they would be there too, and told them not to worry—Alex was the best trial lawyer in town and Josh was in good hands.
When she hung up, she noticed Colin studying the photo on the computer screen.
“You’re going to think this is funny,” he said, “but she looks a little like Delia, only younger.”
“Delia McCall?” Emily questioned. “Yeah, a little. It’s probably just the dark hair.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Besides, Delia would have been older than this woman, even back then, don’t you think?”
“Maybe.” She slid off the bar stool, brushing against Colin’s chest with hers. “I should go change for court,” she said with a little smile spreading on her lips. She hadn’t intended to brush against him like that, but he had just been standing so close to her, looking over her shoulder at the screen. His nearness made her heart skip and a tingle feathered up her spine. Peering up into his smiling eyes, she could tell he enjoyed the sensation too. “I’ll be right back.”
She felt his gaze on her as she padded off to the bedroom.
CHAPTER 20
When Emily and Colin entered, Maggie was seated in the courtroom, first row on the left, flanked by Camille and Isabel. Alex had waited on the aisle seat for Josh’s case to be called.
Isabel saw them and waved them over. Alex stood and stepped into the aisle to let them in, shaking Colin’s hand as he passed by.
They scooted past their seated friends, and Emily stopped long enough to bend down and give Maggie a quick hug and squeeze Camille’s hand before taking a seat on the bench next to Isabel.
“How’s she holding up?” Emily whispered to Isabel.
“As well as can be expected, I guess,” Isabel quietly replied.
Another attorney stood at the front of the courtroom at the defendant’s table—a young man in a cheap, blue suit that Emily thought looked like someone fresh out of law school, likely a public defender. The female defendant stood next to him, her bleached blonde hair a wild mess, looking none too pleased to be wearing orange.
The judge barked out the bail amount and slammed his gavel down. “Next!” he hollered.
A deputy escorted Josh into the courtroom, and Alex rose and strode to the defense table.
“Joshua Sullivan?” the judge asked.
“Yes, sir, Your Honor,” Josh replied respectfully, standing at attention.
Alex bowed his head and stood with his hands clasped behind his back. “Alex Martínez, attorney for the defense, Your Honor.”
Across the aisle was the Assistant District Attorney. She stood and introduced herself, as well. “Alison Laraway, for the State, Your Honor.”
Emily recognized her even before she’d introduced herself. She was the same formidable, blonde ADA that had worked to prove Delia McCall guilty of murder, and she was the same attractive woman who’d had hopes of a relationship with Colin when he had first come to Paradise Valley.
Emily had won out on both counts and she was sure Alison would not forget it. Emily slinked down in her seat, trying not to be seen by the ADA.
“How do you plead?” the judge asked, after the charges were read.
“Not guilty, Your Honor.” Josh peeked over his shoulder at his mother.