Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           ButasitswungaroundFrontStreetintothecruiserentranceoftheFranklinCountyJail,ayoungwomanandamanwithaTVcamerasteppedinsidejustbeforethesally-portdoorclosedbehindthem.

           "Allright,Milligan,"saidthedriver,openingthedoor.

           "I’mnotgettingout,"Billysaid."NotwithtnatTVcameraandthatreporterthere.Ifyoudon’tprotectmehereinjail,I’mgonnatellmy‘lawyersassoonasIgetin."

           Thedriverturnedandsawthem."Whoareyou?""ChannelFourNews.We’vegotpermissiontobehere."ThedriverlookedatBilly,whoshookhisheaddefiantly."Mylawyerstoldmenottogetnearanyreporters.I’mnotgettingout."

           "Well,hewon’tcomeoutwhileyou’rehere,"theofficertoldthereporter.

           "Wehavearight—"thewomanbegan.

           "Itsaviolationofmyrights,"Billycalledfromthevan."What’sgoingonhere?"anotherofficershoutedfrominsidethesecuritygate.

           Thedriversaid,"Milliganrefusestogetoutwhilethesepeoplearehere."

           "Look,folks,"SergeantWillissaid,"I’mafraidyou’llhavetoleavesowecangethiminside."

           WhentheTVcameramanandthereportersteppedoutsidethesallyportandthesteeldoorclangeddown,BillyletWillisleadhimoutthroughthedoors.