“Miss Coleman, I beg you to think about this. We can protect you. There’s nothing to be frightened about. Are you frightened of Maurer? Tell me why you don’t want to stay here for a few days?”
“I have no intention of staying and I don’t want your protection,” she said angrily. “I think you’re just saying these things to frighten me into giving evidence, and I’m not going to do it!”
Conrad went to the door.
“Madge, will you phone down to the D.A. and tell him Gollowitz can come up?”
Madge stared at him, her eyes alarmed.
“Gollowitz? You’re not letting…?”
“Will you please do as I tell you!” Conrad snapped. He turned back to Frances. “There’s a lawyer downstairs asking for you. He has a writ for your release. We can’t hold you against the writ, but if you refuse to go with him, he can’t make you. It’s up to you.”
Frances met his eyes defiantly.
“I shall certainly go with him!”
Conrad walked up to her.