"We won't know everything until the discovery phase of the prosecution's case," he politely answered.
"It keeps getting better," I sighed. "They have nothing because there is nothing. As far as I know, my Father never fired a gun in his life."
"I'm not a gun-runner. I'm not a runner of any kind. I'm a cyclist. I've never been arrested for anything. I'm pretty sure my Dad never was. All my wages in sin were earned through my philandering ways. When s*x is involved, I can be incredibly deceptive," I told him. "Outside of s*x, I've never seen the point.
So you don't know me and you don't know what's going on yet you assume I'm guilty - thus in need of your services. I have proven I don't need someone who knows less about this s**t than I do. You can go out there, find out what I'm charged
