A few people laughed.

"More to the point"-Andie looked around the table-“what about the fact that these mob guys know all our names and where we live?" A few jurors nodded, each with the same look of concern.

The door to the courtroom opened. There was a hush. Andie had the feeling everybody's eyes were warning her.

Then Sharon Ann was standing there, her narrow gaze centered directly on Andie."In my office," she said. Her"office" was one of the two bathrooms, which the other day had been designated for private conversations.

"Huh?"

"In my office, Ms. DeGrasse," Sharon Ann ordered her.

Slowly Andie rose and, with a roll of the eyes, followed the dour court clerk into the cramped bathroom.

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to, Ms. DeGrasse," Sharon Ann snapped as soon as the door had closed.

"W-what I'm up to?" Andie stammered."I didn't say anything that everyone in that room hasn't already thought to themselves."

Even her sister, Rita. It had been the first thing out of her mouth.Doesn't it make you a little worried? I mean, they know you, Andie. It's Dominic Cavello. They know where you live. You didn't need to be a mother to be worried. Justhuman. The whole selection process had been right out in the open."Listen, Sharon Ann, I…"

"You've wanted off this thing from the very beginning." Sharon Ann cut her off."I'm not havinganyone poisoning this jury. You got your wish-you're history, lady."

Chapter 11

ANDIE RETOOK HER SEAT back in the jury room, blushing, a little embarrassed and hurt. A few minutes later the door to the courtroom opened again, and she found out just what the judge's clerk meant.

Sharon Ann stuck her head in."We're not quite ready yet." Then she pointed a finger toward Andie, motioning her up."Ms. DeGrasse…"