Molly stared at the cookie. She’d been thinking about this cookie for several days now, but she would pass on it once again. In her right hand, she held the coffee she just purchased from the new coffee shop. Their cookies didn’t look particularly good, which is why she found herself here again. In her left hand, she held the Herald, a paper she almost never read. But today they had a headline which interested her, so she decided to buy it instead of the Post. Just below the article she wanted to read was a small article about an attorney, who, after becoming obsessed with freeing his client, smuggled a gun into a Philadelphia courthouse in an apparent attempt to break his client out. A struggle ensued between the attorney and his client, which ended in both men killing each other with the same gun. At least, so said the sole witness, an attorney. . an attorney she knew.