For a moment, I couldn’t figure out who it was., “Excuse me, can I know the name of my client who has been detained?”

There was a brief pause on the other end of the phone. The police asked the alleged client, “Your name, mister.”

“Alexander Zimmerman.”

Zimmerman?

It was not a common last name in K City, and I was certain that he was not my client.

However, the police did not give me any chance to explain myself. “Can you hear me? Please get here as soon as possible.”

He hung up right after.

Because of Bryson’s case, our firm made its mark in K City. It was understandable for the alleged offender to contact Brooklyn to handle the assault charges. Why in the world would this Zimmerman engage an unknown and inexperienced lawyer like me to handle his case?

best to stay away from the man and dismiss the case to the back of

us to maintain amicable relationships with the police because of the frequent need to go to the stations. I could not risk being on the law enforcers’ bad books because of

was only one young

a disheveled mess, it didn’t affect his youthful good looks. He was indeed

two seconds. I was positive I had never seen

representing this man?” I recognized the voice to be the police officer who had called me earlier. “Why are you so

by something. Can you tell

replied in an irritated tone as he flipped through the records. “He attacked a man in the morning, and an onlooker reported the incident. Our investigation shows

frustrated as the police were furious at

obvious that Alexander wasn’t some worthless, simple-minded man. Resorting to violence was the only solution he had to his problems. I made it

young man out, lest I was bombarded with

and asked, “Excuse me, but could I talk to my client

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