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“Amara,” he said. “Are you all right?”
“I’ve got a hairline fracture in my wrist and a lot of reporters calling my aunt’s landline. Otherwise I’m fine.”
“I’m reassigning your docket for the next two weeks,” he said. “Take care of Lorraine. Take care of yourself.” He paused. “And Amara, I need to say this formally, for the record. You will have no role whatsoever in any proceeding arising from Pell County. You’re a victim and a witness now. Nothing more.”
“I understand,
