It would have played beautifully in a trial."I got rights!" squealed Curly."I already read you your rights," said Harper patiently."So where's my coff...e and donuts?" whined Curly."You don't have a right to coffee and donuts," said Harper.Curly turned to the young man, wearing the threadbare suit, sitting beside him."You said I had rights," he complained. "Ain't I got the right to make them feed me?" Um ... I don't think so," said the public defender. "Didn't they feed you in jail? If they. I got all their 1st round drinks plus another one for my wife ordered. Gwen was a little stiff at first on the dance floor. I can’t remember when it was the last time she danced with another man. She did get into the rhythm of things by the end of the 1st song. Next up was the other white guy. The wife was more at ease and I went back to watching my game.The last two dances in this deal were now the black guys. I don’t think Gwen ever danced with anything darker than me. This should be. ’ ‘That’s too bad. Hope it turns out better for him.’ ‘Don’t worry, I’m gonna fix it.’ ‘Good.’ ‘Listen babe, I gotta go for now. The food is walking out of the kitchen and we’re starving. I’ll call you later and I’ll send you more letters.’ ‘You better,’ I said with probably more anger than I should have. ‘I love you Becky,’ he said softly, just like be used to before we fell asleep. ‘I love you too Andrew,’ I said as tears welled up. He hung up the phone, leaving me to carry on with my. She was already found guilty and will be executed for killing her husband. Your job is to get a confession out of her, to find out why has she done it. I will be in next room listening to serve as the witness. The confession isn’t necessary in this case, but it would clarify the cause of this crime. The way you get the confession - if you will get it - will be the proof of your skill. I suggest a gentle approach in this case, at least at the beginning. You can torture her, of course, but that.