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Chapter 1 The jury was ready. After forty-two hours of deliberations that followed seventy-one days of trial that included 530 hours of testimony from four dozen witnesses, and after a lifetime of sitting silently as the lawyers haggled and the judge lectured and the spectators watched like hawks for telltale signs, the jury was ready. Locked away in the jury room, secluded and secure, ten of them proudly signed their names to the verdict while the other two pouted in their corners, detached and miserable in their dissension | The Appeal John Grisham The Appeal Author John Grisham Category Thriller Other name Diana C. Website http Date 07-December-2012 Page 1 252 http The Appeal John Grisham Chapter 1 The jury was ready. After forty-two hours of deliberations that followed seventy-one days of trial that included 530 hours of testimony from four dozen witnesses and after a lifetime of sitting silently as the lawyers haggled and the judge lectured and the spectators watched like hawks for telltale signs the jury was ready. Locked away in the jury room secluded and secure ten of them proudly signed their names to the verdict while the other two pouted in their corners detached and miserable in their dissension. There were hugs and smiles and no small measure of self-congratulation because they had survived this little war and could now march proudly back into the arena with a decision they had rescued through sheer determination and the dogged pursuit of compromise. Their ordeal was over their civic duty complete. They had served above and beyond. They were ready. The foreman knocked on the door and rustled Uncle Joe from his slumbers. Uncle Joe the ancient bailiff had guarded them while he also arranged their meals heard their complaints and quietly slipped their messages to the judge. In his younger years back when his hearing was better Uncle Joe was rumored to also eavesdrop on his juries through a flimsy pine door he and he alone had selected and installed. But his listening days were over and as he had confided to no one but his wife after the ordeal of this particular trial he might just hang up his old pistol once and for all. The strain of controlling justice was wearing him down. He smiled and said That s great. I ll get the judge as if the judge were somewhere in the bowels of the courthouse just waiting for a call from Uncle Joe. Instead by custom he found a clerk and passed along the wonderful news. It was truly exciting. The old courthouse had never .

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