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    Held in Contempt

    "Counsellors!" the judge shouted to gain the attention of the two adversaries. "Please approach the bench!"
    The attorneys approached, contrite at the scolding they both anticipated from one of the most respected jurists in Los Angeles County.
    "Ms. Kennard, you may not, in this or any courtroom, embark on a diatribe about ethical shortcomings, real or imagined, of your opposing counsel," Judge Robinson began.
    "Bitch," Bette hissed.
    "Enough!" the judge continued. "Ms. Porter, your proclivity for swearing does not hold you in good stead with this court. If you two can’t keep your considerable emotions under control, I’ll let you cool your heels in a cell overnight because you’ll be found in contempt!"
    "Up for a little jailhouse rock?" Tina glanced at Bette up and down with the most lascivious look she could muster.
    "Judge," Bette was stunned at Tina’s audacity. "Sexual harassment!"
    "Back away from the bench unless you want to spend the night courtesy of the county," the judge said quietly.
    "Yes ma’am," Bette went back to the table where her co-counsel sat with the accused.
    Tina silently returned to the prosecutor’s side, heart racing, and reached for a glass of water that she downed in repeated swallows.
    "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," Judge Sarah Robinson announced. "We are not going to be continuing with further arguments this afternoon. We will reconvene at 9 a.m., and hopefully cooler heads will prevail."
    She stood after striking the gavel and made her way out the door to her chambers.
    Tina stuffed some papers into her briefcase and conferred with her colleague out of the earshot of anyone around them. He nodded over her shoulder to indicate they had company.
    She turned and found herself face to face with Bette Porter. Her nemesis. The one defense attorney that she couldn’t seem to beat.
    "I will report you to the law society if you offer one more comment like you made in front of the judge just now," Bette said.
    "What are you going to say? That I made vague reference to an Elvis song? Good fucking luck."
    "You’re just angry that you can’t beat me on a level playing field, so you’re trying to get me riled," Bette charged.
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    1. Great beginning. Really like this and for them both to acknowledge an affection towards the othter at this early date really says a lot about each of them. Fantastic.

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