Wendy POV
'What do you mean, I have to stay here. For how long? Why can't I get out on bail?' I was fuming. My lawyer was shuffling papers around and looking rather nervous. He is not used to me losing my temper like this. It is rare for him to be on the receiving end of my anger.
'Wendy, Calm down. I have been to our Judge, but he cannot do anything. He cannot overrule the other judge's orders without good cause. You are going to have to stay in jail until the hearing, which is next week. It is the earliest I could get.' He tried to placate me, but I was beyond angry.
'That is not good enough. Is there anything you'd be able to do?'
'No, sit tight. A week will fly by, and you will be out in no time.' He said as he packed up his briefcase and left; it was easy for him to say, he is n
