The week was flying by, with Quin calling me to try and taunt me into backing out of the trial. I wondered what he was so afraid of, after all he was so ‘powerful’ and all those other things he liked to rub on my face about. It would be a pleasure to crush him in court, that would help wipe that smug that's always on his face.
“Why are you smiling by yourself?” My grandfather asked, “aren't you nervous about the trial that's coming by so fast?” He asked as he took a seat next to me in the kitchen.
“I have been preparing for this trial for about a month so, I was expecting it.” I said but I was also very nervous. I didn't know what else Quin would throw at me and if this time I'll be able to dodge it like all the other times before.
“Well, I'm nervous and I think Nick too is.” My grandfa
