A little groggier than normal today, we took another drive to Karen's assistant's house, which is where the grocery store is. Luckner (look-ner) is a local lawyer, and just like most of the other stories this week, the story of how Karen met him is rather scary and bizarre.
About 10 years ago, someone told Karen that she was in danger of being kidnapped. Karen had to travel to Port au Prince to file a police report, because she was sure she knew who was behind it. She had no lawyer, however, but as luck would have it, one of the employees pointed her towards a bunch of offices, and suggested the one Luckner worked in. He took her information, she got a court date, and went home.
When the time came for her to appear in front of the judge, she was told she would have to have a lawyer, and she had less than 10 minutes before the judge was set to hear her case. She quickly found Luckner in his office, and with only minutes to spare, she had legal counsel. Karen said she figured it would go well, because two other lawyers showed up in court and stood on their side of the courtroom at the front. She said this was the way lawyers take sides in a case.
When the judge ruled, it went in her favor, and the judge warned the man that if anything was to happen to Karen that he would end up in jail. Oddly enough, in Haiti, the judge's mere threat of jail was enough to ensure Karen's safety. This lady is one tough cookie!
From that time on, Luckner became a friend and trusted advisor to Karen, and he is now the assistant at the HATS school.
Having heard that story at the supper table, I really had work to do getting to sleep that night, seeing as "the man's" plan to get access to Karen was by using a ladder to climb over the wall at the back of the compound, which is just where we sleep! Funny though, eventually the frustration of the pulsating music from disco night in Deschapelles was enough to eventually fill my headspace...
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