- No, I…. aaah…

- Common Christina. Tell me the truth. If you admit it, then I will be able to talk with the judge, and we may get you a smaller sentence. I know you did it. I just don’t know why.

Christina had been interrogated for over twenty hours already. A confession was in the making.

She couldn’t think clearly anymore. She was on the verge of tears, and indeed had cried a number of times already.

- Common, no need to cry. We just need for you to say why you did it. Was it because of the thing in the floor? What drugs are you on? I just need you to tell me that.

All she wanted was for that to end.

- You seem like the kind of girl who would like a kick. Is it Goblinmania? Common Christina, it has been almost a day already, I want to go home as well!

Christina didn’t intend to give up. She felt like passing out at any moment, but what about it? Compared to being stuck at a bed thinking about how your husband was fucking another woman because you didn’t let him stick it on you as he wanted was way worse.

She would endure. She would just endure.

Knock. Knock Knock.

The policewoman went to the door. On the other side, a man in a black suit practically shoved a bunch of papers on her face.

- My name is Thomas Deweney and this woman is my client. Release her immediately!

Joe Dew took quite a blow after the whole war with Squeam thing. He was, after all, the one in charge of dealing with the governments around the world.

He couldn’t but find a quiet place and retire. Dealing with anyone in the world of Law would be impossible after being the one in charge of something like the Squeam lawyer team!

That is, maybe not impossible - but certainly not worth the risk, as a single media outburst and he would be over.

Still, like a father, like a son. His son followed after his steps on Law and, after a few calls, he managed to get Carlos to hire him. A change in name, a few deals here and there, and the perfect-just-to-the-right-amount little child from a couple of loving parents was juridically established.

So, here he was. Not the top brass under Carlos, and definitely not one of the best in the world, but making his way to the top, one step at a time.

As for Christina, as she relaxed on the interrogation chair, her whole body became numb and she passed out.

She could finally rest a bit, and wouldn’t wait a single extra minute to do so. After all, she thought she knew the man in front of her. He had been her family’s lawyer for many years!