JJ
The attorney Nixx found for me arrived at Benny’s house with two leather folders tucked beneath one arm and a calm, sharp expression that made me feel like she had already figured out three things about me before I finished opening the door.
Her name was Marissa Cole, and she was the second of the three attorneys Nixx arranged for me to speak with. I chose her because she never once told me what I should do. She explained my options, what each could accomplish, where the risks were, and then waited for me to decide.
Nixx let her inside, took one of the folders, then stopped beside the dining table instead of assuming the chair next to mine was his.
“You want me here?”
The question still caught me sometimes. A few weeks ago, he wouldn’t have thought to ask.
I looked at the empty ch
