He figured that when push came to shove the entire line about “random” this and “random” that was a bunch of bullshit that went out the window...replaced by the nimble fingers of some female clerk of court shifting people into the right slots to prevent a mistrial from happening.He looked around at the other jurors.They had already removed the six alternates to another room which would be connected to the courtroom by closed circuit television so they wouldn’t miss any of the little details of. "I missed my period. I don't miss those, since I'm pretty sure that it means I'm pregnant," Jen smiled.Roger grinned widely and kissed his concubine across the table. He was thrilled at this announcement, though he would have understood if Jen were less than pleased. After all, it would complicate her Hollywood comeback considerably. He secretly hoped that she would stick around after her contract expired, but he realized that it was unlikely. He mentally prepared himself to raise a kid and. As the four of them got loaded inside, the Commandant told the driver where he wanted them to be taken. The Commandant got back on his car, and the two trucks followed it all the way towards a Nazi-run building, surrounded by concrete walls and Nazi gates, on the outskirts of Srebrenica. When the four Jews were ushered out of the back of the truck they were in, they saw that the building they were going to be taken to, stood at least five stories and they saw large poles by its . ’ Sam felt another stab of guilt cut through his gut. He pushed it back before he jumped in the truck. There wasn’t any room for guilt. He loved Cathryn and nothing else mattered. He couldn’t let it. Cathryn pulled in the driveway at ten ’til five like she did every work day. Stopping at the end of the drive she hopped out to get the mail and waved absently to Miss Maybelle watering her flowers. ‘Cathryn, honey, wait a minute. I’ve got some brownies for you and Kent.’ Cathryn looked up to seen.