Smith was thinking how odd it was that both cases he’d taken with DDA had ended up as moral mazes. With Anthony Hills, he, Smith, had used his skills, albeit unknowingly, to get the charges dropped against a guilty man, frustrating the work of his former colleagues at Kings Lake Central in the process, and now with Gerald Fitch, having found the man, against considerable odds, he had given his word not to tell the people who had offered him the case, and the work, in the first place.
