Lyra
“That bastard Arthur,” Randall muttered, shaking his head as we stepped out of the court building. “Saying he had someone on the council, I should have known he was just being pompous as usual, running his mouth like he always does, acting like he controls everything when he controls nothing.”
Caine scoffed but said nothing.
Randall kept going.
“I mean, really, if he actually had that kind of pull, we would have seen it in there, and you would have won the case outright. There would have been no adjournment, no retreat, and none of this. It would…”
His words trailed off somewhere behind me, and my thoughts already carried on to somewhere else. I wasn’t over the verdict. Three days with Liam. More like three days of torture. I should have known that this case was a dead end when
