YUKI READ LEN’S NOTES to her, his suggested line of questioning exactly what she planned to ask, but what was underscored in her mind was how important Malcolm was to the defense. And how important it was that she nullify his testimony.

  Yuki stood, walked toward the witness stand, saying, “Mr. Malcolm, are you here today of your own volition?”

  “Not exactly. The long arm of the law reached out and grabbed me out of a nice little titty bar in Tijuana.”

  “You have friends in Mexico, Mr. Malcolm?” Yuki asked over the laughter in the gallery. “Or was this a case of ‘you can run but you can’t hide’?”

  “A little of both.” Malcolm shrugged, giving the jury a glimpse of his terrible, gappy smile.

  “A few minutes ago you swore to tell the truth, isn’t that right?”

  “I got nothing against the truth,” Malcolm said.

  Yuki put her hands on the railing in front of the witness, asked, “How do you feel about the defendant? Ms. Moon.”

  “Junie’s a sweet girl.”

  “Let’s see if we can refine that answer, okay?”

  Malcolm shrugged, said, “Refine away.”

  Yuki allowed a smile to show the jury she was a good sport, then said, “If you and Junie Moon were both free to walk out of here, Mr. Malcolm, would you spend the night with her?”

  “Yeah. Sure.”

  “And if she needed a kidney, would you give her one of yours?”

  “I’ve got two, right?”

  “Yes. Odds are you have two.”

  “Sure. I’d give her a kidney.” Ricky Malcolm grinned expansively, conveying what a generous guy he was.

  “During your three-year-long relationship with the defendant, did you share things w............