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“First, you are late, and now this,” he spat.

I turned the rest of the way, using my shoulder to hold open the door. The second the full weight of my stare met the lawyer’s, his cleared.

“Is there a problem?” he asked, arrogant.

“I don’t have a problem,” I said conversationally.

“Then let’s get on with this. I have a plane to catch.”

I didn’t move. “But I will have a problem if you don’t yank that stick out of your ass and at least attempt to act human toward Matthew.”

Surprise lit his eyes, but it was quickly replaced with indignation. “I’m here to make sure this entire situation is let go and kept out of the headlines. I am not being paid to wipe noses and hold hands. If he can’t take the way I do my job, then perhaps he should find his own counsel.”

My tongue slid over my teeth, and I laid my palm on the glass of the door to lean toward my lawyer. “Today, you are his counsel, and you’re getting paid very well for it, might I add. If you don’t want me to call my father, your boss, and suggest he find new counsel, then cut the shit and be the professional that fancy degree claims you are.”

“How dare you?” He seethed.

“Arsen?” Matthew called from inside the station.

Just hearing his voice made me that much more determined to shield him. “I mean it, Niles. You make sure he walks out of here spotless and unbothered. Anything less and I’ll have your job.”

I didn’t wait for him to respond. I turned and went the rest of the way into the station, stopping at Matthew’s side.

“Is everything okay?” he asked me quietly.

“Yeah. Just routine lawyer talk,” I replied.

I shot a glance at Niles as he approached.

Adjusting his tie, he smiled. “Mr. Prism. Nice to see you again today.”

“I hope you didn’t have to wait very long for us,” Matthew told him.

“It’s not a problem at all. It’s my job to be here for you,” Niles answered.

Detective Paul appeared and waved us to his office.

“Ah, perfect timing,” Niles announced. “Let’s go, gentlemen. I’ll have you both out of here in no time.”

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Prism

ELITE GROUP CHAT

Jamie: Bros, are we sure Prism actually went to talk to the cops?

Lars: Where else would he be?

Jamie: Maybe he skipped town. Trying to get out of moving.

Max: Well, would you want to live with Kruger?

Kruger: Don’t make me TP your room again.

Max: Try it. I dare you.

Jess: I want to live with Ben.

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