CHAPTER 200

Throughout the long ride, Kendrick saw nothing on the road. No blockage, no gunshots, just a looming highway inviting him into a ride that made him arrive like an Olympic racer awaiting a gold medal.

The cars rolled softly into the court arena, the large signpost welcoming them. The arena was silent and tranquil, a contrast to the uproar that waved at him when he left the county prisons. Brown pulled over at a car’s parking zone, and as Xavier’s normal task, he rushed out of the car, hurrying to open the door for Kendrick to alight.

However, when he got there, Kendrick was already out of the car, he sometimes preferred to do it himself, after all, they were all human. “Sorry sir, I…I.” Xavier apologized, he felt he was late to get to the door.

Kendrick gestured, “That’s nothing, man.” he said waving his hands in the air

They followed behind him slowly till he walked to the entrance of the courtroom. Out there, Methot hurried towards him, and they shook hands.

“How come you own fle