"I never thought about it."
"Did Marlene Richardt, who is the de facto office manager, ever suggest your attire was inappropriate?"
For a moment, Leona looked like the fox caught in the hen-house. Her eyes darted from Tony to the judge and then back to Randolph.
"She said something to that effect."
"How many times?"
"How should I know? A number of times."
"Did she use terms like 'sexy' or 'provocative'?"
"I suppose."
"Miss Rattner, you testified that Dr. Bowman was giving you 'the eye' about a year ago."
"That's correct."
"Do you think it might have had anything to do with your choice of apparel?"
"How am I supposed to know?"
"You testified that at first it made you embarrassed, because he was married."
"That's true."
"But a year ago, Dr. Bowman was officially separated from his wife. There were strains in his marriage that were being addressed. Wasn't that common knowledge in the office?"
"Maybe it was."
"Could it be that you were giving Dr. Bowman the eye rather than vice versa?"
"Maybe subconsciously. He's a good-looking guy."
"Did it ever go through your mind that Dr. Bowman might be susceptible to provocative clothing, considering he was living alone?"
"I never thought about it."
"Miss Rattner, you testified that on September eighth, 2005, you were living in Dr. Bowman's Boston apartment."
"I was.
"How did that happen? Did Dr. Bowman invite you to move in?"
"Not exactly."
"Did your moving in ever come up in a conversation so that the benefits and the disadvantages could be discussed?"
"Not really."
"The reality was that you decided to move in on your own accord. Is that correct?"
"Well, I was staying there every night. Why pay rent on two apartments?"
"You did not answer the question. You moved into Dr. Bowman's apartment without discussing it with him. Is that correct?"
"It's not like he complained," Leona snapped. "He was getting it every night."
"The question is whether you moved in on your own accord."
"Yeah, I moved in on my own accord," Leona spat. "And he loved it."
"We shall see when Dr. Bowman testifies," Randolph said, consulting his notes. "Miss Rattner, on the evening of September eighth, 2005, when the call came in from Mr. Jordan Stanhope about his wife, Patience, did Dr. Bowman ever say anything about the Newton Memorial Hospital?"
"No, he did not."
"He didn't say it would be better to go to the Stanhope residence than the hospital, because the Stanhope residence was closer to Symphony Hall."
"Nope. He didn't say anything about the hospital."
"When you and Dr. Bowman arrived at the Stanhope residence, did you remain in the car?"
"No. Dr. Bowman wanted me to come inside and help him."
"I understand you were carrying the portable cardiogram."
"That's right."
"And when you got to Mrs. Stanhope's bedroom, what happened?"
"Dr. Bowman started to work on Mrs. Stanhope."
"Did he act concerned at that point?"
"He sure did. He had Mr. Stanhope call an ambulance right away."
"I understand he had you breathe for the patient while he did what he had to do."
"That's right. He showed me how to do it."
"Was Dr. Bowman concerned about the patient's condition?"
"Very concerned. The patient was very blue, and her pupils were big and unreactive."
"I understand the ambulance came quickly to take Mrs. Stanhope to the hospital. How did you and Dr. Bowman get to the hospital?"
"I drove his car. Dr. Bowman went with the ambulance."
"Why did he go in the ambulance?"
"He said if she has trouble, he wants to be there."
"You did not see him again until much later, after Mrs. Stanhope had died. Is that correct?"
"It is. It was in the emergency room. He was all blood-spattered."
"Was he discouraged because his patient had died?"
"He was pretty down."
"So Dr. Bowman made a strenuous effort to save his patient."
"Yes."
"And he was despondent when all his efforts were unsuccessful."
"I guess I'd say he was depressed, but he didn't dwell on it. In fact, we ended up having a pretty damned good Friday night back at the apartment."
"Miss Rattner, allow me to ask you a personal question. You strike me as a high-spirited young woman. Have you ever said things you didn't really mean when you've been angry, maybe exaggerate your feelings?"
"Everybody does," Leona said with a shallow laugh.
"On the night Dr. Bowman was served with the lawsuit, did he become upset?"
"Very upset. I'd never seen him so upset."
"And angry?"
"Very angry."
"Under such circumstances, do you believe there was a chance when he, quote, 'ran off at the mouth' and voiced inappropriate comments about Patience Stanhope that he was merely blustering, especially considering the strenuous effort he'd made to resuscitate her on the fateful evening, and the weekly house calls he'd made during the year leading up to her death?"
Randolph paused, waiting for Leona to answer.
"The witness will answer the question," Judge Davidson said after a period of silence.
"Was that a question?" Leona said with apparent befuddlement. "I didn't get it."
"Repeat the question," Judge Davidson said.
"What I'm suggesting is that Dr. Bowman's comments about Patience Stanhope on the evening he was served were a reflection of his agitation, whereas his true feelings about the patient were accurately demonstrated by his dedicated commitment to attend to her at her home on a weekly basis for almost a year and his strenuous efforts to resuscitate her the night she passed away. I'm asking, Miss Rattner, if this sounds plausible to you."
"Maybe. I don't know. Maybe you should ask him."
"I believe I will do that," Randolph said. "But I first want to ask you if you are still living in Dr. Bowman's rented apartment in Boston."
Jack leaned over toward Alexis and whispered, " Randolph is getting away with some questions and statements that should have raised objections from Tony Fasano. Fasano has always been quick on the trigger before. I wonder what's going on."
"Maybe it has something to do with that hushed conversation the judge had with the lawyers earlier in Leona's testimony. There's always a bit of give-and-take for fairness."
"That's a good point," Jack agreed. "Whatever the reason, Randolph 's making the best of it." Jack listened while Randolph cleverly began questioning Leona about her feelings since the malpractice suit began and Craig moved back with his family. Jack knew exactly what Randolph was doing; he was setting the stage for a "spurned love" defense, where the previous testimony would be rendered suspect as having been motivated by spite.
Jack leaned back toward Alexis and whispered, "Let me ask you a question, and be truthful. Would you mind if I slipped out? I'd like to get in some basketball for exercise. But if you want me to stay, I will. I have a sense the worst is over. From here on, she'll just be making herself look bad."
"Please!" Alexis said sincerely. "Go get some exercise! I appreciate your having been here, but I'm fine now. Go and enjoy yourself. The judge is going to wind things up here momentarily. He always does around four."
"You are certain you're okay," Jack asked.
"Absolutely," Alexis insisted. "I'll eat early with the girls, but there'll be something for you to eat later. Take your time, but be careful, Craig always gets hurt when he plays. You have your key?"