Attorney Mike Batton and his wife, Jill, are having breakfast, when Walter Drake, the District Attorney, calls him and says "Mike I've got to talk to you. How about 10:00 AM at the reservoir?" Mike says "I can't make it at 10:00. I have a sack full of habeas corpus writs to take to court this morning. The earliest I can make it would be at noon". Drake says "Alright, noon at the reservoir. Don't fail me Mike, and watch yourself". Jill asks "What does the District Attorney want to talk to you about Mike?" He says "Oh its probably about his upcoming election". Jill says "That wouldn't worry you. Mike, there are rumors about calling the Grand Jury into session. Is that why you've been so tense for the last three days?" Mike says "Yes, Jill, it's the talk about the Grand Jury." Jill says "The District Attorney wouldn't be meeting you secretly if it wasn't more than just...talk". Mike says "I'm afraid so". Jill asks "Why afraid, Mike? What do you have to fear from the Grand Jury?" Mike says "Nothing, from them". Jill says "Then, who?" Mike says "Jill, I've held off telling you this because I've always known how much you how very much you've hated my being a criminal lawyer. I have essentially become a mouthpiece for every petty grifter and mobster in this area. As a result, I know too much".