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?

back of my head. However, the police department called me up twice in the afternoon, and I could only begrudgingly

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 some

side of the office, in plain sight at the lobby entrance. There was only one young man being detained inside. The bruises on his face, also evidence, were blows he

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

gaze for two seconds. I was positive I had never seen this man in

are you representing this man?” I recognized the voice to be the police

was delayed by something. Can you tell me more about this

tone as he flipped through the records. “He attacked a man in the morning, and an onlooker reported the incident. Our investigation shows that they did not know each other. When we questioned your client, he said he did it because it pleased him to do so.

as the police

made it a rule

young man out, lest I was bombarded with

amiable front and asked, “Excuse me, but could I talk to

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