McGloin continued to converse with his assistant. As per the usual course, it would be her responsibility to have everything read, researched, and in order to assure McGloin could conduct a case as seamlessly as possible. In this task she had always been well-above par. It certainly helped that her mind was much sharper than the hugely vast majority of humans, and that she didn’t require sleep. Of course McGloin didn’t know that. In his mind she took a lot of work home with her, and didn’t go out much.<br/><br/>“I honestly don’t know,” he answered her question about Geddys testifying in his own defense. “You tell me,” he asked in a brainstorming way. “You’re Geddys’ attorney. You have a man who’s a pillar in the community, a teacher recognized for excellence. Do you take a chance hearing what he has to say about molesting children? He doesn’t have to testify in order for the jury to hear those things about him. If I’m his attorney, I want to hear from as few people as possible, and he knows we’re taking a chance with every one of the victims we call because minors are difficult witnesses, and their parents are protective.”<br/><br/>It only made things worse that the victims were so high profile, being children of the richest, most powerful members of the community. “I need you to help me decide on a witness list, and do some research on case law that will allow us to compel Childs to testify in the face of doctor-client privilege. On Friday we’re meeting with Geddys to try to negotiate a plea. It would be nice if we had some aces in the hole.” This meant interviewing potential witnesses on short notice based on their affidavits.