"Why I think it was you, sir?" I scoff. "It isn't a matter that I think, but rather the county thinks! You're going to court on this, I assure you. I've been over the details of the case multiple times and despite what I think, or if it is true, all roads do point to you, good sir, both in the media and in the police reports. The police will be by soon to apprehend you, and come then, you will have wished that you had taken guidence from your council, or even had it!" I set down my breifcase, opening it, and then I had him my card.

"Shane Cormac," I say. "Legal council, completly pro-bono, and here to help you through your trials and tribulations, if you'll accept it." I smile at him, awaiting his reply.