After the shock wore off, two thoughts wrestled for dominance in Isobel's mind. The first was that being a witness to the crime had to be the only excuse not yet known to man that could get you off grand jury. How could she possibly render an impartial judgment? She had information none of the other jurors had. Her second thought was that this was luck of a spectacularly different order than the unfortunate annoyances she'd battled since she first pulled the jury duty summons off her door. The temptation to recuse herself vanished as she recognized the gift she'd been handed: a prime seat as the case she'd been trying desperately to solve wrapped itself up right in front of her. Now, that was luck.