With a smirk, Jeremy merely replied, "Let's just say I'm your answered prayer."David looked at him, he was still skeptical and so he asked, "I shouldn't plead guilty? My lawyer had advised that I plead guilty, maybe then my sentence will be reduced and I can get to see my daughter once again." He said. "You don't have to plead guilty, Sinclair doesn't have a case, he is just using fear and the knowledge of your past to cage you in fright, he knows his case is not solid but I guess your lawyer doesn't know that," Jeremy said. David sighed, he knew he'd done really dark and dirty things in his tenure, but as much as he knew he could do a few years in jail, he was afraid that Sinclair would want to put him behind bars for life. They had history and he didn't want the senator to go scot-free. "I'm wondering how you'll do this, Domino Sinclair rarely ever loses any case, I've seen his track record, he'd like a vicious anchor that buries deep and you can't escape it." He said, his tone
David had a smirk on as the judge declared the adjournment and he walked out of the court yet again, a free man. For David, every minute he had as a free man was a blessing. As he stood, he was eager to go home and meet with his previous daughter. Outside the court, he met with Jeremy who was staring into the growing crowd about the new lawyer. "I don't know what favor I'll owe you for this." He said and Jeremy laughed, "How about we find a way to make you walk free and we can worry about your debt later?" He asked. "I know nothing is free, I surely won't be naive enough to think that this great help is at no cost, that'll be foolishness." He said. Jeremy smiled, he liked a man that didn't take help for granted, especially when he had no idea where that help came from. But what the senator did not know was that he was a mere pawn in the larger game. He wanted to get to Sinclair, and he could see from the glares the man shot his way like daggers throughout the hearing that he had
Sinclair paced the length of his office, he needed answers and so far, nothing was coming up, Jeremy seemed to be a ghost that was suddenly out to haunt him and destroy his already Shay career. Twice in a month, he was going to lose a case and this time, it was making the news. There was surely no way in hell that he could pay the media away from this one, not when they filled up the entire court premises like vultures scavenging for carcasses. "You all have nothing! 24 hours gone and nothing?!" He snapped at his workers who all came with the same report he'd have gotten off Google right at home or perhaps if he wanted to take it a step further, from any cyber cafe in town. He knew that Jeremy was hiding something and he was trying extra hard to keep it hidden. All his searches had produced no results. Sinclair hissed as he picked up the report and stared at it again, he was not buying it. Jeremy Harrison ought to be a normal man, with a job as a medical consultant, earning a mini
Senator David Wood stared at Jeremy as he arrived in his Lincoln. The sky was dark, the clouds threatening a heavy downpour soon, though it was autumn. David had a smile on his face, he was taking over the case, even the press wrote about him for the past two days and he was no longer portrayed as the corrupt senator who had to be sent away for stealing the people's money, no, he was now an enigma. Too quickly, there was a divide and he had some people on his side still among the press and he didn't even have to buy their loyalty. Although he still wondered what he'd done to Jeremy to deserve such favor or what it would take to pay it back, David was slowly coming to terms with the fact that he was not going to jail anymore. Chris looked outside the courtroom, he could see the press team had gathered already. It was little wonder Sinclair hated their guts. Their habit was not different from that of the scavenger, a vulture who came to find a carcass and called the entire assembly t
In the courtroom, Sinclair had suddenly gone silent, he had nothing else to say, all his points had been countered by the new lawyer and the judge seemed even more impressed at her steady and knowledgeable man. After a few minutes, the witness was led to the stand and he had to ask questions. Sinclair could only ask for his name and age and to give a recollection of what happened that night. "My name is Oliver Luke, I am 32 years old, I have been working for the ministry since I was fresh out of college, however, in...well, I had to leave briefly for a few years due to some___ " "Is there a reason you were dismissed? Violence? Drugs? Harassment?" Sinclair asked, virtually looking for whatever he could pin on the witness and have him disqualified. "Objection my lord, my client never said he was dismissed, he said he had to take a brief leave, that doesn't mean dismissal or being fired." Mr Michael said. "Well, it's one and the same thing, he was being told to leave." Sinclair insi
It was mid-morning when Jeremy set up a meeting with David Wood after a phone call with Hanson didn't exactly go the way he planned. Jeremy needed information about Sinclair's newest case, he's gotten a tip that the loss of David's case did not affect another case which he'd been handling for quite some time Sinclair was bound to put in all his anger and rage into the next case. After waiting at his phone and home line patiently for the next two days and receiving no call from Sinclair, Jeremy realized it was high time he acted before the barrister did. As much as he knew it would be an unforgivable threat to his career if he made Sinclair lose yet another case, Jeremy had no choice, he had to keep hitting the man until he reacted. As Jeremy drove down to the fancy hotel where David Wood lodged, he thought of how resilient Sinclair actually was. The man had no doubt seen the failure right before it hit him but he'd stood his ground up until the last minute when the judge made the
Jeremy left the bar that afternoon, a little renewed, he had the answer he needed, he had a name and he had numbers - the address of the oil magnate and business mogul. Outside the hotel, he received a call from Hanson informing him that Ella was out of the state on a private jet and he couldn't track her destination. "I can feel it, something isn't right, make sure to call me once you get any information about her." He said and Hanson agreed. "Alright, sir, I'll be on the lookout." He said."One more thing, Hanson, give me all the latest deals of the oil magnate, Titus Miller, I need to get into his circle." He said. "Boss, he's currently on a case, he's trying to have the mafia boss jailed, and...he hasn't been in the public scene for several months," Hanson said. "I know, that's why I want to get into his circle, business functions, anything you can think of, tell me what he does and who it does it with, I need to get to him ASAP." He said, "On it boss." Hanson replied and the
The morning air was crisp and it smelt strongly of coffee, freshly brewed. Bob, Jeremy's secretary, had arrived early that morning to give him some weekly reports about the company. The young man sat right beside him as he looked through the papers carefully. Jeremy knew that the success and failure of any organization was in management. For weeks, he had been unavailable at his office and he knew he had to be back or soon, he'd suffer loss, and the entire firm might suffer it too. "Reschedule all my meetings today, I'll take care of them as soon as I'm back." He said. Bob sighed and realized that he was down it outwardly, he clutched his mouth, horrified, and quickly apologized for it. "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize I did that." He said. Jeremy signed too, "You have a lot on your mind, Bob, out with it." He said and the young man shook his head. Jeremy simply stared at him intently and he began to speak. "We have been having some clients leave, your presence is being missed sir