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“Okay…”

“I met with the judge.”

“You did?”

“I did, and well…”

Now’s the time for me to wait and listen without reacting. This doesn’t feel like a positive sign.

“The truth is, I’m still digging. There’s something on you that we just frankly don’t know about.”

“How is that fair? What about their so-called legal system?”

Michael sighs as he squares his shoulders back.

“You and I both know that’s not how this whole game works.”

I run a hand through my hair before sitting back.

“What’s next then?”

“I’m digging. Trying to figure out what they have on you or…”

I can read between the lines. Or what we can get on them.

“The latter is probably more likely to help regardless.”

“I think the same.”

“Okay then.”

Michael starts to push his papers together into a new file.

“My fees will be higher for such efforts.”

I chuckle as I run my hand through my hair again.

“I would expect nothing less.”

“Good. Now with that settled, I’ll be back as soon as I can with more news. In the meantime, if there is anyone you think who can help me, please reach out.”

Michael puts the neatly stacked pile of papers inside a folder and then places it in his black leather briefcase, followed by his notepad and pen.

“I’ll give it some thought.”

“Thank you. It’s always appreciated.”

He holds onto his briefcase on the table.

“Once we find something, then I can always request another private hearing with the judge. Anything to speed up the process from there, depending on what we have.”

“Understood.”

“In the meantime, how are you doing in here? Any issues I should try to address separately? You have enough money still?”

Michael waits for me to give him something to work with, given the lack of news he brought.

“All good. Everything else I can handle.”