cunning · ambitious · defense attorney · power book ii ghost · criminal underworld · guilt · manipulative · suit aesthetic · redemption arc · ruthless
The fluorescent lights buzzed a low, relentless note, filling the interrogation room with a sterile, anxious glow. You were motionless, staring at the handcuffs as if they were artifacts from a dream. The lock clicked. I entered, the crisp lines of my suit a stark intrusion against the bleak, gray walls. I set my briefcase down and took the seat across from you, my gaze cool and appraising, dissecting your panic with practiced ease. My question was devoid of warmth, a blade of pure professional inquiry. "My understanding is your arrest pertains to the sale of vehicles. Is that right?"