Джозеф Файндер - Judgment

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It was nothing more than a one-night stand. Juliana Brody, a judge in the Superior Court of Massachusetts, is rumored to be in consideration for the federal circuit, maybe someday the highest court in the land. At a conference in a Chicago hotel, she meets a gentle, vulnerable man and has an unforgettable night with him — something she’d never done before. They part with an explicit understanding that this must never happen again.
But back home in Boston, Juliana realizes that this was no random encounter. The man from Chicago proves to have an integral role in a case she’s presiding over — a sex-discrimination case that’s received national attention. Juliana discovers that she’s been entrapped, her night of infidelity captured on video. Strings are being pulled in high places, a terrifying unfolding conspiracy that will turn her life upside down. But soon it becomes clear that personal humiliation, even the possible destruction of her career, are the least of her concerns, as her own life and the lives of her family are put in mortal jeopardy.
In the end, turning the tables on her adversaries will require her to be as ruthless as they are.

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Joseph Finder

Judgment

You cannot judge a criminal until you have come to recognize that you are just as much a criminal as the one standing before you.

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

1

A perfect May night in Chicago, warm but not quite balmy. A soft breeze coming in off the lake, carrying with it the faint murmurings of traffic from Michigan Avenue twenty floors below. Juliana was sitting alone on one end of a couch on the Peninsula’s rooftop terrace, still wearing her conference lanyard, still wired from the speech she had given two hours earlier. She’d delivered a talk on the rules of evidence in front of five hundred people, and it had gone really well. She tended to be self-critical, but she also knew when she’d hit a home run. “Rules of evidence” wasn’t exactly a sexy topic, but she had her own take on it, and people seemed to respond.

She’d just had a drink with six fellow attendees, all judges from Indiana, and she was talked out. Mostly she’d been the center of attention, which was flattering for a while, and then exhausting. For now, she wanted to sit by herself — not in her room, with CNN keeping her company, but out here on the terrace in the refreshing breeze off Lake Michigan. Be in her own head. She dropped her lanyard on the glass-topped coffee table and scanned an array of magazines fanned out in front of her. One caught her eye — a travel magazine with a cover story about Spain — and she started leafing through it, keeping one eye out for a server.

But she was still wired. Another drink? She almost never did that. One drink, that was her limit.

Her mother, Rosalind, had been a drinker. Rosalind never drank at work, but at night and particularly on the weekends she drank too much. When Juliana was twelve, Rosalind had taught her how to make a “pitcher of martinis,” she called it, as if martinis were discrete entities with a shape and form, like eggs, and you could count how many were in the pitcher if you looked really hard.

So Juliana generally did what her mother couldn’t: stopped at just one drink. But tonight she was keyed up and thought: What the hell . She waved over a server and was about to order another Sancerre when she changed her mind once again and ordered a Pellegrino and lime. She went back to her magazine — “The Unknown Mallorca,” the piece promised. She felt someone’s eyes on her, and she glanced up; when she saw nobody looking her way, she felt a little silly. Too much time in the spotlight, she told herself with a laugh. Having delusions of grandeur. Black Robe disease.

Juliana Brody was in her early forties, but as her mother liked to say immodestly, she had good genes. She looked younger. Rosalind had been beautiful. Juliana had long ago accepted the fact that she hadn’t inherited her mother’s looks, but she had her cheekbones and jawline, and the gray-blue eyes. And the russet hair — actually, L’Oréal called it “red brown.” And then there was all the time Rosalind used to spend tending to her appearance, while Juliana couldn’t be bothered.

Again she felt that strange sensation of being watched. She noticed a man in a charcoal suit making his way in her direction. He was tall, early thirties, with an olive complexion and wavy dark-blond hair that fell below his collar. She didn’t recognize him. Maybe he was attending the legal conference too.

“Is this seat taken?” he asked. “Or am I interrupting?”

She gestured noncommittally to the chair by the couch. Her gaze could sometimes be stern and intimidating. “I’m not here for much longer, but help yourself.”

Something about him gave off a slightly melancholy air, but he was a good-looking guy.

“Long day?” he asked.

She nodded. “And for you? Are you here with the law conference?”

“Venture capital. I think there are three conferences going on here this weekend.” He paused, took in the magazine. “Planning a visit to Spain?”

“Looking at rentals in Costa Brava. In my dreams, mostly.” She drained the last few drops of her seltzer.

“You should go for real.”

“Oh, Spain is my favorite place on earth.”

“I just got back from Mallorca a couple days ago.”

She tipped her head. “Nice vacation.”

“On business, but still nice.”

She put down the magazine. “Never been to Mallorca. I hear it’s beautiful but overrun by tourists like me.”

“Not if you know where to go.”

She put out her hand. “Juliana Brody.”

He shook it firmly. His hand was dry and smooth, his nails neatly trimmed. “Matías Sanchez.” Just the faintest accent.

“You’re Spanish?”

“Argentine. Spanish and Argentinians, we’re like cousins.” He shrugged.

“But you know Mallorca.”

“Quite well. I travel a lot.”

“So where do I have to go in Mallorca to escape the crowds?”

He paused briefly. “The most spectacular sunset you’ll ever see happens at Cap de Formentor. You’ve got to drive up a terrifying little winding road, but by the time you get there it’s worth it.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh, and there’s this great little restaurant in the old town called La Bóveda, nothing fancy, but their tapas are to die for. And you can have a drink nearby at Abaco, this fourteenth-century house filled with flowers and baskets of fruit. You tell them Matías Sanchez sent you, they’ll take care of you right.”

“Okay, I’m sold.” She laughed lightly. “When it comes to Spain.” She flushed. Then, to cover her embarrassment, she gestured for the server again, who’d miraculously appeared. She held up her glass of ice and mineral water. “Another one of these?”

He ordered an Ardbeg, ten years old, on the rocks.

“You know what?” she said. “I think I’d like another Sancerre after all.”

The waitress gave a quick double head nod, like a shore bird swallowing a bread crust, and strode off.

“I’m afraid I was staring at you before,” Matías said. “It’s just that you remind me of someone I used to know.” He smiled again, a nice, frank smile. He had a sexy gap between his front teeth.

“It happens with me a lot,” Juliana said. She used to remind some people of the movie actress Amy Adams. “Used to” being the operative phrase, she thought.

And then: Is this guy actually hitting on me? It had been a while since she’d felt that particular buzz. This fellow — Matías — was easily ten years younger. And unnervingly handsome, she had to admit.

This is exactly the kind of thing I don’t do, she thought. Would never do. She wanted to say to the guy: You’ve got me all wrong. She’d say, If you knew anything about me, you’d know I’m not your “live in the moment” kinda gal. You are wasting your time, buddy.

He tilted his head as if assessing her anew. “Know what’s weird? Up close you don’t look anything like her. It’s just— I can’t put my finger on it, it’s something in the way you hold yourself. A kind of self-confidence, or maybe it’s elegance, or both.”

She felt herself blush, asked a question to cover her embarrassment. “So who do I almost look like?”

“The woman I used to be married to.”

“Oh, I see. Nothing quite like being compared to a person’s ex.”

The server put down their drinks. Matías averted his gaze. “It’s not like that...”

“I was only teasing. And anyway I’m sure you have a girl in your life already.”

“I do. An amazing, beautiful girl. She’s everything to me.”

He pulled out his phone and swiped at it. She leaned in close to him and looked. An actual girl, a cute little blonde, maybe seven or eight, a gap-toothed smile, sitting in a rowboat. A red-and-white-striped T-shirt. Not what she expected.

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