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After getting back from lunch, Sabastian was approached by a man who was sitting and waiting for him in a black, shiny Audi.

He wore a crisp black suit, black leather shoes and a gelled back hairstyle.

‘’Sabastian Westchester!’’ the man called.

‘’Yes, good afternoon.’’

‘’My name is Christopher Gayle; I am here on the behalf of Marshel Wentworth.’’

‘’I am sorry, but that name isn’t familiar to me.’’

‘’I am her lawyer; she is currently in lock up with her co-accuse.’’

‘’Ok?’’

‘’I came here to ask you to drop all charges against my client, Ms. Wentworth wasn’t aware of her actions at the time, as she was under heavy drugs and also being blackmailed into helping David—‘’

Sabastian cut the man off by laughing.

‘’As a lawyer, I am sure that you know that you being here will be considered as you trying to do bribery or make a threat.’’

‘’But I am not making a threat, like I said. My client was a target in this incident just as you are. She was approached by these men with some incriminating