Dawn POV
Today the real trial starts, nervous doesn’t even begin to describe the gut wrenching feeling I have now. The previous one was ruled in my favor, this one might not be as easy. We had proof of everything, countering every argument, as you well remember. But this one, well it will get nasty and judging by the glare I got from him, he’s going to come at me with everything he has. I pace the office nervously wringing my hands when someone clears their voice behind me and I spin around
“You look well Miss Farrow” his deep voice speaks. His shaggy hair is now neatly pulled back into a ponytail, his bushy beard has been trimmed and his eyes seem brighter, livelier. He’s dressed in a black pinstripe suit, but his tie is a little crooked
“Mister Wheeler, you look ready to star in a Bon
