Kaelen
When I got back to the hotel, the first thing I noticed was Mr. Price sitting in the lounge, his posture rigid, his face drawn with concern. Something wasn’t right. I made my way over to him, sliding into the seat across from him, the tension in my chest coiling tighter. I didn’t even need to ask, but I did anyway.
“Is there a problem?” I said, my voice low, trying to keep the frustration from seeping through.
Mr. Price looked up, his eyes betraying the answer before he even opened his mouth. “I received an email from Judge Marlborough,” he began, his tone cautious. “The case has been adjourned until the weekend.”
I clenched my jaw. “Why?”
“There’s a serious investigation underway due to the incident at the courtroom,” Mr. Price explained, rubbing a hand over his face. “The fir
