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Like the last time, Sarah waits until most of the crowd has pushed past her and then makes her way to the front of the courtroom. As she approaches the defense table, she overhears Crawley saying to Dr. Gallo, sarcastically, “Looks like they're all turning on you, Bob. Who’s next?”
Crawley spots Sarah, and remembering her from the last time, asks, “Can I help you, young lady?”
Sarah tries to look surprised, as if she hadn’t been listening.
“Oh, me? No. No thank you. I want to see Mr. Messick.”
She walks over and leans across the rail behind the plaintiffs’ table.
“Mr. Messick, just one question…”
Messick turns and sees that it's Sarah and hurries to finish packing to leave for lunch.
Sarah persists. “Mr. Messick, I know that it's not about the money for you. But I still want to know why?”
Messick continues to ignore her.
“Mr. Messick, if it's not the money, why are you doing this?”
When he still doesn’t answer, she begs.
“Please, Mr. Messick...”
Messick walks away and disappears behind the door without turning around.
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