Chapter Ninety-Eight

Two straight and proper lawyers shoot the other a disgusted look and pull away to straighten their tie, mirroring themselves in an odd coincidence.

"Why do I have two lawyers?" It's the first thing I've said out loud since I had handcuffs slapped on me. But it's a question that needs answering.

The Director shifts in his shoes, "You don't, that's the issue here, but these fine gentlemen each claim to be your representative, so who do you accept?"

I turn to the lone Lawyer, the odd one I don't recognise from anywhere, "Who are you?"

He clears his throat, ready to answer me but at the last second turns to the Director, "May I speak to my client in private?"

"My client, and no, you can't request that especially when he hasn't accepted you."

The man ignores the Lawyer with Austin and presses a look at the Director. The Director pushes his glasses, exhausted in thought and the subtle bribery or threats underway.