Morning, Noon, and Night by Sidney Sheldon

Hal Baker, who felt deep in his heart that he was innocent, was acting as his own attorney. He stood before the bench, dressed in his best suit, and said, “Your Honor, I know I made a mistake, but we’re all human, aren’t we? I have a wonderful wife and four children. I wish you could meet them, Your Honor—they’re great. What I did, I did for them.”

Tyler Stanford sat on the bench, listening, his face impassive. He was waiting for Hal Baker to finish so he could pass sentence. Does this fool really think he’s going to get off with that stupid sob story?

Hal Baker was finishing. “…and so you see, Your Honor, even though I did the wrong thing, I did it for the right reason: family. I don’t have to tell you how important that is. If I go to prison, my wife and children will starve. I know I made a mistake, but I’m willing to make up for it. I’ll do anything you want me to do, Your Honor…”

And that was the phrase that caught Tyler Stanford’s attention. He looked at the defendant before him with a new interest. “Anything you want me to do.” Tyler suddenly had the same instinct he had had about Dmitri Kaminsky. Here was a man who might be very useful one day.

To the prosecutor’s utter astonishment, Tyler said, “Mr. Baker, there are extenuating circumstances in this case. Because of them and because of your family, I am going to put you on probation for five years. I will expect you to perform six hundred hours of public service. Come into my chambers, and we will discuss it.”

In the privacy of his chambers, Tyler said, “You know, I could still send you to prison for a long, long time.”

Hal Baker turned pale. “But, Your Honor! You said…”

Tyler leaned forward. “Do you know the most impressive thing about you?”

Hal Baker sat there, trying to think what was impressive about himself. “No, Your Honor.”

“Your feelings about your family,” Tyler said piously. “I really admire that.”

Hal Baker brightened. “Thank you, sir. They’re the most important thing in the world to me. I—”

“Then you wouldn’t want to lose them, would you? If I sent you to prison, your children would grow up without you; your wife would probably find another man. Do you see what I’m getting at?”

Hal Baker was baffled. “N…No, Your Honor. Not exactly.”

“I’m saving your family for you, Baker. I would think you’d be grateful.”

Hal Baker said fervently, “Oh, I am, Your Honor! I can’t tell you how grateful I am.”

“Perhaps you can prove it to me in the future. I may be calling on you to do some little errands for me.”

“Anything!”

“Good. I’m placing you on probation, and if I should find anything in your behavior that displeases me…”

“You just tell me what you want,” Baker begged.

“I’ll let you know when the time comes. Meanwhile, this will be strictly confidential between the two of us.”

Hal Baker put his hand over his heart. “I would die before I’d tell anyone.”

“You’re right,” Tyler assured him.

It was a short time after that when Tyler received the phone call from Dmitri Kaminsky. “Your father just called his attorney. He’s meeting him in Boston on Monday to change his will.”

Tyler knew that he had to see that will. It was time to call Hal Baker.

“…the name of the firm is Renquist, Renquist, and Fitzgerald. Make a copy of the will and bring it to me.”

“No problem. I’ll take care of it, Your Honor.”

Twelve hours later, Tyler had a copy of the will in his hands. He read it and was filled with a sense of elation. He and Woody and Kendall were the sole heirs. And on Monday Father is planning to change the will. The bastard is going to take it away from us! Tyler thought bitterly. After all we’ve gone through…those billions belong to us. He’s made us earn them! There was only one way to stop him.

When Dmitri’s second telephone call came, Tyler said, “I want you to kill him. Tonight.”

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