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Richard the Public Defender Jessica Fallis © 2006 The rain-sprinkled wind wiped across the windshield of the BMW with nailing force, as if the Gods above held a grudge against the lump of metal, glass, and plastic. Richard sat in the front seat, his mind closed off to the game the world of Simpletons played around him, only thinking of what had taken place not fifty minutes ago. “Do you have the testimonies?” the judge had said. “Yes,” Richard answered, the holy papers in his clenched hand. H...