Names:

🔶Caspian Gray-27, lawyer

(Studying for a lawyer is between 5 and 7 years)

🔶Dion Wilson-28, business man, millionaire

(From a rich family and started business young)

🔶Ira Pierce-34, Dion's uncle- from mom's side

(1.Dion's mom-oldest-46

2.Sister-43

3.Sister-40

4.Brother- 36

5.Ira-youngest-34)

🔶Asa Cohen-29, Caspian's step brother from mom's side

( Not blood related. Caspian's mom is divorced and dating Asa's dad for some years now.)

Note: people in their late 20's and early 30's are not old. If anyone's thinking that. Sometimes readers are triggered if they see characters over like ... 27☠️Not you doing like life ends when you are 30. Damn. Old to me is 65+ so, chille, anyGays. Let them have romance 👹.

🔶Orson- Caspian's Neighbor and friend

🔶Reggie-Dion's assistant

🔶Osvaldo Finnegan-owner of the company that hired Caspian

🔶Scott-dion's lawyer

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I'm getting ready in a rush. I have to be at the court but i don't have time.

I get dress and make myself presentable.

We will see what they will tell on the picture.

I stumble into the shoes and grab my bag.

I have to use the public transport today because my is not working.

I should by a better one.

I run out of the flat complex onto the street. I walk quickly to the nearest bus stop when a car stops next to me.

It's a gray Mercedes Benz.

I look at it confused as the driver honks at me.

What the hell?

I see a window go down and see Wilson sitting in it.

Oh you have to be kidding me.

"Get in." He orders.

"No thank you. I'm talking the bus."

"I didn't ask. Get it. You shouldn't be late."

I can't believe this man.

I enter the car and sit on the seat uncomfortably.

"Seat belt." He looks at me.

"Just drive and don't look at me. We shouldn't be together."

I zip the seat belt as he drives smirking.

"What are you even doing here? Don't you live in another part of the city?"

"How do you know?"

"We are in a court. I know a lot of things about you." I grab my bag.

He looks at it.

"Do you have evidence against me in there?"

"I can't tell."

"What if i beat you up and took it?"

My heart jumps. "I would call the police. It would be bad for you.

Mr. Wilson, why did you even pick me up?

Really. I'm your enemy."

"We both know you are not going to win.

And I don't like bad blood.

I want to know more about you "

"You can't. We should he together. People might see in a bad way and it would complicate the case.

If you are doing it on purpose, stop."

"I'm not."

"I've talked to a lot of liars."

"I'm really not. I don't need to. My lawyer is better than you, no offence."

"Non taken. You probably pay him three times more."

"Definitely true. Why did you take the case?"

"Money."

He laughs. "So,you don't want me in jail."

"I honestly don't care about you. I just have a job to do.

I want to get better in my career so i can fight real criminals"

"I'm flattered you don't think I'm so bad."

"I didn't say that." I cross my hands.

"Will you go on a dinner with me?" He asks.

"Absolutely not."

"Lunch ?"

"No."

"Coffee? People can be friends even when they are enemies."

"I don't think you get the law. I can't be your friend because you could manipulate me or hurt me."

"Just coffee. "

"The case"

"Then just admit you lost and let's move on."

"I can't!" I yell, "i can't because i would get fired and then I'm fucked.

You don't care because you have all the money you stole from people

And you are not even a man to own up to it so you won't go to jail!

And it's so unfair because you deserve it!"

He stops infront of the court.

"Well. See you inside."

" I'm Sorry." I cough and get out of the car.

So embarrassing.