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When she had read enough articles and coather the points of view that would very likely be reflected in the future jury, she went down the hall to the cubicle belonging to Arthur Baron Baron was about fifty, and he had just joined the DA’s office froe utility company

When Yuki was in her late twenties, she hada cushy corporate job for a lower-paying job with the district attorney She had worked harder and longer for less, but this work for the people of San Francisco made her feel that her time and labor hile

Arthur had e- he wanted to talk to her about the Hill case Now she knocked on a wall of his cubicle, and Art looked up froray at the telasses, a plain blue shirt, a tie, and dark slacks, and his jacket was neatly hung over the back of his chair

“Yuki Come in”

“Got a few minutes, Art?”

“Sure Thanks for co by”

Yuki took a seat next to the desk in the small work space and asked Arthur what he knew about the case against Briana Hill

“What I’ve read in the press and overheard in the hallway”

“What do you think?”

“Congrats that you’re going to trial I’m jealous”

“Why?” she asked

“Let mefiles and pens away from the desk next to the side chair Then he said, “Why? Because it’s a terrific case Are you looking for help with the trial?”

“Might be,” said Yuki

“I hate to be presu my hand” And then he did it

Yuki smiled She had spoken to Arthur Baron a few times since he came to the DA’s office She kneas sation He was straightforward and had a sense of humor She just plain liked him