Chapter 80

To say it was a media circus would have been an understatement. Chase was beset with reporters from all sides as he stepped out of his car to get into the court building.

“Mr. Ward, are you associating yourself with the Mafia now?” One reporter screamed at him.

“How does it feel to be back in court after your time in jail, Mr. Ward?”

Then there were the protesters waving placards and screaming protest slogans in support of the families that suffered at the hands of the crime boss.

Chase muttered curses under his breath. So much for wanting to keep a low profile. He expected there to be some media presence, but this was outrageous. He ran up the steps of the court building, narrowly missed being hit in the face by a camera wielding television reporter.

The security officers at the door ushered him through and kept the hounds at bay. He walked briskly down the broad corridor to where Carlucci’s bail hearing was to be held.

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He spent the next two hours arguing Carlucci’s case before t