Chapter 37
*~ Shane's POV ~*
"C'mon Shane, time to go," Robert, my attorney told me. I made a displeased sound at the back of my throat, not at all liking the situation.
Mark is such an asshole.
I exited the minute bathroom that I was provided with, after being unable to shower for a week or even shave they seem to come to their senses and finally let me look human again. I closed the door with a little too much force than necessary and stood beside the man I hoped that would get me out of this case.
"What are you going to plead?" Robert inquired curiously. I shrugged, I didn't want to be guilty but did I have evidence that I didn't do it? No, I do not.
"Even if I said I wasn't guilty, what evidence do I have to prove that?" I asked, my thoughts somewhat said aloud. He took that into
