Chapter thirty seven

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