"Good lawyers know the law; Great lawyers know the judge."
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That's evening, James, Mary and, kemisola arrived at Kendra's apartment. When they got to her front door, they met the door ajar and looked around before entering her house.
"Oh my God!" Mary exclaimed when she saw the situation of the house. The sofa inside the living room was filled with holes from the gun shooting. Kendra's TV laid broken on the ground. Books littered the ground.
"What happened here?" Kemisola questioned as she looked around the room.
"Maybe she is here somewhere. Let's find her." Mary encouraged and began to call Kendra's name. "Kendra! Where are you?"
"There!" James pointed to Kendra's room. "Let's check that out." He said and walked into the room. The first thing he noticed when he entered was the window. It was left open.
"She is not here either!" Mary said as she looked around the room.