and a driver piled in. Escorted by Ozzie's three newest patrol cars, the van drove quickly to the courthouse.
Noose had scheduled a dozen arraignments for 9:00 A.M., and when he settled into the chair on the bench he shifted through the files until he found Hailey's. He looked to the front row in the courtroom and saw a somber group of suspicious-looking men, all newly indicted. At the far end of the front row, two deputies sat next to a handcuffed defendant, and Brigance was whispering to him. Must be Hailey.
Noose picked up a red court file and adjusted his read-
ing glasses so they would not hinder his reading. "State versus Carl Lee Hailey, case number 3889. Will Mr. Hailey come forward?"
The handcuffs were removed, and Carl Lee followed his attorney to the bench, where they stood looking up to His Honor, who quietly and nervously scanned the indictment in the file. The courtroom grew silent. Buckley rose and strutted slowly to within a few feet of the defendant. The artists near the railing busily sketched the scene.
Jake glared at Buckley, who had no reason to stand before the bench during the arraignment. The D.A. was dressed in his finest black three-piece polyester suit. Every hair on his huge head had been meticulously combed and plastered in place. He had the appearance of a television evangelist.
Jake walked to Buckley and whispered, "That's a nice suit, Rufus."
"Thanks," he replied, somewhat off-guard.
"Does it glow in the dark?" Jake asked, then returned to the side of his client.
"Are you Carl Lee Hailey?" asked the judge.
"Yes."
"Mr. Brigance your attorney?"
"Yes."
"I'm holding here a copy of an indictment returned against you by the grand jury. Have you been served a copy of this?"
"Yes."
"Have you read it?"
"Yes."
"Have you discussed it with your attorney?"
"Yes."
"Do you understand it?"
"Yes."
"Good. I'm required by law to read it to you in open court." Noose cleared his throat. " 'The grand jurors of the State of Mississippi, taken from the body of good and lawful citizens of Ford County thereof, duly elected, empaneled, sworn, and charged to inquire in and for said county and state aforesaid, in the name and under the authority of the State of Mississippi, upon their oaths present that Carl Lee
Hailey, late of the county and state aloresaia, wimm me jurisdiction of this court, did unlawfully, willfully, and feloniously and intentionally and with malice aforethought, kill and murder Billy Ray Cobb, a human being, and Pete Wil-lard, a human being, and did shoot and attempt to kill DeWayne Looney, a peace officer, in direct violation of the Mississippi Code, and against the peace and dignity of the State of Mississippi. A true bill. Signed, Laverne Gossett, foreman of the grand jury."
Noose caught his breath. "Do you understand the charges against you?"
"Yes."
"Do you understand that if convicted you could be put to death in the gas chamber at the state penitentiary at Parchman?"
"Yes."
"Do you wish to plead guilty or not guilty?"
"Not guilty."
Noose reviewed his calendar as the audience watched intently. The reporters took notes. The artists focused-on the principals, including Buckley, who had managed to enter the picture and stand sideways, allowing for a profile shot. He was anxious to say something. He scowled contemptuously at the rear of Carl Lee's head, as if he could not wait to fry this murderer. He swaggered to the table where Musgrove was sitting and the two whispered importantly. He marched across the courtroom and engaged in hushed conversation with one of the clerks. Then he returned to the bench where the defendant stood motionless next to his attorney, who was aware of Buckley's show and was trying desperately to ignore it.
"Mr. Hailey," Noose squeaked, "your trial is set for Monday, July 22. All pretrial motions and matters must be filed by June 24, and disposed of by July 8."
Carl Lee and Jake nodded.
"Anything further?"
"Yes, Your Honor," Buckley boomed loud enough for the reporters in the rotunda. "The State opposes any request for bail by this defendant."
Jake gripped his fists and wanted to scream. "Your Honor, the defendant has not yet asked for bail. Mr. Buck-
ley, as usual, is confused about the procedure. He cannot oppose a request until it is made. He should've learned that in law school."
Buckley was stung, but continued. "Your Honor, Mr. Brigance always requests bail, and I'm sure he'll request it today. The State will oppose any such request."
"Well, why don't you wait until he makes his request?" Noose asked the D.A. with a touch of irritation.