the detective said as he came back into the room with a man in a suit and tie behind him. “Miss Scott, I am here to serve as your attorney. I hope you haven’t said anything to any of the officers involved in your case. If you have, that’s fine, but you don’t have to say anything else to them,” the man in the suit said as he walked in. I knew automatically that Jake was behind it. My lawyer didn’t look like a public defender. He wore a nice, pressed suit, and everything about his look and his figure screamed success. He wasn’t cheap. He owned the room when he walked in. Even the detective treated him with respect. “I’ve bailed you out, so we’re not even going to talk in here. The walls have ears, and the only ears you need are yours and mine, so don’t say anything until we’re out of here.” I nodded. “Detective, I believe Brooke here is a free woman,”
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