It had been a week since the near-accident. A week since I felt the cold hand of fear grip my throat and remind me how dangerous this case truly was. Since that day, our conversation with Lucas lingered too much on my mind.
Now, standing at the front of the courtroom, I glanced around the room. There’s a lot of people today. Today is the day where I planned to reveal Gab. This is a very important day for us.
Then, I saw him.
He was seated on the side, a few rows from the front, next to his grandfather, Elias. The old man looked solemn, but proud, hands clasped tightly over his cane. But my eyes locked onto Lucas. Today, he looked… different.
His dark suit fit him too perfectly. His hair was swept back. His jaw was set, lips pressed into a thin line, but his eyes were calm an
