Page 39 of A Trial of the Heart
“Yeah.”
“I thought her being your lawyer was conflict of interest, but her being on the opposing side surely has to be one. Wait. She know you’re on the other side?”
Again, I chuckled. “Yeah, Pops. She knows.”
“She still wants to go through with it? She has to know your character to know that’s not something you’d do. You think maybe she had something to do with the charges being brought about? Did she know you when the charges came about?” My pops asked his questions rapidly before I could answer one.
I had asked myself that same question, and while it would seem as such, that day in court, Shiloh seemed just as stunned asI was when she found out who she was up against. Not only that, but her also not knowing my real name and assuming we lived in different states, there was no way for her to know it was me.
“Honestly, I don’t think so.”
“Son, I promise you have to watch where you stick ya stuff the Lord gave you because it seems to be attached to a lot of bad things.”
Yeah, he was for sure on a roll today.
“Noted.”
“All I can tell you is I truly hope whoever your lawyer is, is a beast because with charges like the ones you mentioned, I don’t think they’re just for fun. It may not be your truth, but it’s someone’s.”
“Barret and his team will get the job done.”
“Good.”
My Pops and I talked longer before we disconnected.
It didn’t matter what anything looked like on paper, I knew I was innocent, and I trusted Barret with my life to prove my innocence. So, nothing bothered me about the situation.
Chapter
Nineteen
Shiloh:
It had been two days since Rashad had walked out on me at the restaurant. As much as I wanted not to care, I did. I couldn’t focus on the case because something was just eating at my spirit, and I wanted to make it right. Friday had finally come, and I had no report to give to Arthur. It wasn’t because I hadn’t done any research; it was just that nothing was adding up. Rashad owned all his businesses, paid his taxes, gave back to the community, and even volunteered at the elderly home. He seemed like a good person on and off paper.
Placing my elbows on top of my dress, I dropped my head into my hands, massaging my temple in a slow circular motion. Not one case I’d ever taken on had me in such shambles, and it was really bothering my spirit heavily.
“Come in.” I exhaled aggressively after hearing the powerful knock on my office door. I already knew it was Arthur.
As expected, when the door swung open, Arthur’s frame could be seen.
“You have that report? I want to check out a few things.”There was no greeting, how my day was going, or even if I had a report to hand over.
“Good afternoon to you as well, Arthur.” The sarcasm and annoyance were having a battle when I spoke.
Arthur chuckled. “An afternoon it is.”
This prick,I thought, staring at him. Everything about him bothered my spirit. I couldn’t believe that there had been a point where I liked him.
“So that report…”
“It’s not ready yet.” There wasn’t a need in beating around the bush when I had nothing to present.
“Why is that?”
Clearing my throat, I shrugged. “There is no real evidence.”
“Are you saying I gave the case to the wrong person? I should have given it to William as I do all the other cases?”
