Chapter 9 Rules Of Engagement Ll

• His words just hung there. I'm the best lawyer in this city isn't it?
• And just like that. Any tiny little scrap of victory I thought I'd clawed out for myself? Gone. Turned to dust. This wasn't him blocking my move. This was him flipping the whole damn chessboard over, telling me he owned the board, the pieces, and the idiot sitting across from him. My one, single, clever little loophole was completely useless. Why? Because he was the one who'd be hearing the case. Judge, jury, and definitely executioner. Checkmate. In one quiet, killer sentence.
• I think a full minute passed where I just stared at him feeling defeated as I sank into the stupid expensive chair.