Tell Me Your Dreams

Chapter Thirteen

WHEN David got home, Sandra was waiting for him. "Good evening, darling."

He took her in his arms and thought. My God, she's lovely. What idiot said that pregnant woman weren't beautiful?

Sandra said excitedly, "The baby lacked again today." She took David's band and put it on her belly. "Can you feel him?"

After a few moments, David said, "No. He's a stubborn little devil."

"By the way, Mr. Crowther called."

"Crowther?"

"The real estate broker. The papers are ready to be signed." David felt a sudden sinking feeling. "Oh."

"I want to show you something," Sandra said eagerly. "Don't go away."

David watched her hurry into the bedroom and thought. What am I going to do? I have to make a decision.

Sandra came back into the room holding up several samples of blue wallpaper. "We're doing the nursery in blue, and we'll do the living room of the apartment in blue and white, your favorite colors. Which color wallpaper do you like, the lighter shade or the darker?"

David forced himself to concentrate. "The lighter looks good."

"I like it, too. The only problem is that the rug is going to be a dark blue. Do you think they should match?"

I can't give up the partnership. I've worked too hard for it. It means too much.

"David. Do you think they should match?"

He looked at her. "What? Oh. Yes. Whatever you think, honey."

"I'm so excited. It's going to be beautiful."

There's no way we can afford it tf I don't get the partnership.

Sandra looked around the little apartment. "We can use some of this furniture, but I'm afraid we're going to need a lot of new things." She looked at him anxiously. "We can handle it, can't we, darling? I don't want to go overboard."

"Right," David said absently.

She snuggled against his shoulder. "It's going to be like a whole new life, isn't it? The baby and the partnership and the penthouse went by there today wanted to see the playground and the school. The playground's beautiful. It has slides and swings and jungle gyms want you to come with me Saturday to look at it. Jeffrey's going to adore it."

Maybe I can convince Kincaid that this would be a good thing for the firm.

"The school looks nice. It's just a couple blocks from our condo, and it's not too large think that's important."

David was listening to her now and thought, I can't let her down can't take away her dreams. I'll tell Kincaid in the morning that I'm not taking the Patterson case. Patterson will have to find someone else.

"We'd better get ready, darling. We're due at the Quillers' at eight o'clock."

This was the moment of truth. David felt himself tense. "There's something we have to talk about."

"Yes?"

"I went to see Ashley Patterson this morning."

"Oh? Tell me about it. Is she guilty? Did she do those terrible things?"

"Yes and no."

"Spoken like a lawyer. What does that mean?"

"She committed the murders... but she's not guilty."

"David - !"

"Ashley has a medical condition called multiple personality disorder. Her personality is split, so that she does things without knowing she's doing them."

Sandra was staring at him. "How horrible."

"There are two other personalities. I've heard them."

"You've heard them?"

"Yes. And they're real. I mean, she's not faking."

"And she has no idea that she - ?"

"None."

"Then is she innocent or guilty?"

"That's for the courts to decide. Her father won't talk to Jesse Quiller, so I'll have to find some other attorney."

"But Jesse's perfect. Why won't he talk to him?" David hesitated. "He wants me to defend her."

"But you told him you can't, of course."

"Of course."

"Then - ?"

"He won't listen."

"What did he say, David?"

He shook his head. "It doesn't matter."

"What did he say?"

David replied slowly, "He said that I trusted him enough to put my mother's life in his hands, and he saved her, and now he was trusting me enough to put his daughter's life in my hands, and he is asking me to save her." Sandra was studying his face. "Do you think you could?"

"I don't know. Kincaid doesn't want me to take the case. If I did take it, I could lose the partnership."

"Oh." There was a long silence.

When he spoke, David said, "I have a choice. I can say no to Dr. Patterson and become a partner in the firm, or I can defend his daughter and probably go on an unpaid leave, and see what happens afterward."

Sandra was listening quietly.

"There are people much better qualified to handle Ashley's case, but for some damn reason, her father won't hear of anyone else. I don't know why he's so stubborn about it, but he is. If I take the case and I don't get the partnership, we'll have to forget about moving. We'll have to forget about a lot of our plans, Sandra."

Sandra said softly, "I remember before we were married, you told me about him. He was one of the busiest doctors in the world, but he found time to help a penniless young boy. He was your hero, David. You said that if we ever had a son, you would want him to grow up to be like Steven Patterson."

David nodded.

"When do you have to decide?"

"I'm seeing Kincaid first thing in the morning." Sandra took his hand and said, "You don't need that much time. Dr. Patterson saved your mother. You're going to save his daughter." She looked around and smiled. "Anyway, we can always do this apartment over in blue and white."

Jesse Quiller was one of the top criminal defense attorneys in the country. He was a tall, rugged man with a homespun touch that made jurors identify with him. They felt that he was one of them, and they wanted to help him. That was one of the reasons he seldom lost a case. The other reasons were that he had a photographic memory and a brilliant mind.

Instead of vacationing, Quiller used his summers to teach law, and years earlier David had been one of his pupils. When David graduated, Quiller invited him to join his criminal law firm, and two years later, David had become a partner. David loved practicing criminal law and excelled at it. He made sure that at least 10 percent of his cases were pro bono. Three years after becoming a partner, David had abruptly resigned and gone to work for Kincaid, Turner, Rose & Ripley to practice corporate law.