on the grey walls. Two days. Forty-eight hours of nothing but silence

there like a criminal without rights without a voice. When the met

ee a lawyer now," the

he muttered under her breath as she sto

s from a rotating series of lawyers, faces that looked her ove

of interest." "I can't take on a case of t

ward Flynn, not even in death. His wealth, his name, his

sive suit sighed as he closed his briefcase. "Mrs.

n, watching him walk out of the room, the do

mir

her chest. A name floated to the surface

*

old against her ear. She held her breath as the line rang once, twice.

the word thin. Lucas was sharp, influential, and connected in plac

h ring, someo

s deep, familiar, thoug

g the phone tighter. "L

se on the line.

voice shaking despite herself. "I'm

n the other end.

't do it, Lucas. But no one will fight for

avier this time. "

*

o cut through everything it landed on. When Sophie was brought to meet him in

om her. His expression was unreadable, but

," she sai

owe

had saved him. He was a man with many friends and even more en

, looking at her intently. "Accuse

do it," she

Lucas replied wi

han she expected. No one had

police aren't just looking for the truth-they're looking for a

d, staring at the scrat

your family?"

s filled with pain. "T

back slight

told me to choose-him or them," she

never for

"They won't help

through his nose, as though already calcula

hie's voice trem

of abandoning friends. Besides, it'll take

back in her cell, she felt

yone could fight for her, it was him. But beneath the

illed

ast week. The empty house. The silence. The way every

had set

s knew exactly how

*

he had just promised Sophie pressed on him. He couldn't shake the image of he

cked it up, scrolling through his contacts until he foun

easured voice answered, "Lucas. Didn

time. "I need your

"What's

owed hard, his voice steady despite

id cautiously, "Flynn? That's not just any c

"But I need you to fight this on

hat's th

t only for a moment. "You don't need the d

e to go against t

'll do whatever you ask of me

rply, clearly weighing his options. "Yo

re desperation. "But you've done it before.

sound of traffic on the line. Finally, the voice sai

g out a breath he hadn't reali

e yet." The voi

Ok

. And

Ye

e this is

He dropped the phone onto the passenger seat, running a hand down his fa

the fight w