Anders shakes his head. Orion is a clown. He shifts his attention to Karl.
“Are you alright?”
Karl nods and stills himself. “It was just a minor accident. She didn't know I was coming behind her when she flipped her hand.” He sniffs. “She didn't even realize that she struck me.”
The woman's brows knit. Karl was lying tooth and nail.
Karl turns to her. “Thanks for your help, ma'am.”
She simply eyes him and walks off, regretting why she bothered to help him. She agrees in her heart that he deserved that punch.
“You want to have that checked out?” Orion asks.
“I’ll manage.” Karl says.
Anders eyes him, assessing the credibility of his words. “Are you done here?”
“Yes. I was leaving. I’ve seen the client. There's a hearing in three days. We rehearsed for court and went through some det
