"Any leads? Huh anyone?" Annalise says pacing slowly at the front of the classroom.
"Let's start with Ms. Pratt," She says looking at Michaela.
"Last night at the Walsh Prime Towers, Lilly Marks was strangled in her hotel room on the fifth floor. She apparently came to Philadelphia to visit her brother who just started school here in the fall. She also claimed that when she came she was supposed to stay at his apartment but he was having company for a while," Michaela says.
"It didn't take much to declare that she was lying. First of off, her brother and her have different last names, second of she had taken a stolen car here that she borrowed from her 'friend' in California," Laurel says. Wes stands up.
"Her half-brother, um..... uh.... O-Oliver Hampton was not notified that she was in town, he didn't even know she was coming. The car was stole three years ago from Kaitlyn Rae by a twenty-six year old man named Craig Keeper. After a while, it seemed weird how she would have had enough money for gas because all her credit cards were maxed out from two months ago," Wes says.
After I found out Oliver was connected to the case, I didn't know what to do. I wanted to hug him, but punch him in the face at the same time. I was thinking of going to his house yesterday, but I thought it would be better just to let him be alone for a minute.
"Suspensions are still roaming the air on this issue until this video surveillance came into our possession. The video shows Marks walking into her hotel room, then it shows her leaving very frantic and speed walking down the hallway, then coming back twenty minutes later with a envelope in her hand, she opens her hotel door and then slams it shut," Ashton says. Annalise looks at me, and I don't stand, I don't want to share today.
"Mr. Walsh, please state the end of the case," Annalise says boldly.
"I would rather not share for this particular case," I say, seeming calm even though I would rather cuss her out right now.
"You don't really have a choice now do you?" She says. I clench my jaw, grit my teeth and stand.
"Listen, I'm not going to end the case, but I can tell you what I thought of it so far," I say. "And that's all you'll get from me," I say while using hand gestures. Annalise let a exaggerated sigh escape from her mouth as she leaned up against her desk.
"So, I think what happened was that she was meeting someone here. She planned it for a while didn't have a way out here, she asked this dude to lend her his car, then she drove all the way out here, she must of had someone get gas for her some way, or maybe the people she was meeting gave her money for gas I'm not sure about that part yet. She then got here at the hotel and was waiting patiently. On the footage you can see she leaves eagerly, maybe someone buzzed her from downstairs, called her phone to get something? She comes back with the envelope. She opens the door, but I don't think she slammed her door. If you show the video surveillance, at the angle she was walking, along with both of her arms angles since she was holding the envelope with two hands, there is no way she shut that door, which means, someone was in her room the whole time," I say. Everyone is still silent until the bell rings and everyone gets up slowly and leaves the room. As I collect my things I still see Annalise staring at me. I sigh and decide to speak.
"What? I didn't want to speak because I consider Oliver a good friend of mine," I announced.
"You don't think I have never defended someone I knew personally?" She fires back. I remained silent. "Connor, this attitude has got to stop. You are on this case, push your feelings aside. It's time to go in and dig stuff up. You are a defensive lawyer, now start acting like one and get out there!" She commanded. I sighed and nodded as I turned to leave the class room.
I don't know how I'm going to get through this case, I didn't know how to handle the feelings I was having. I felt bad for Oliver, I mean his sister was murdered, and I have to defend the the suspect who possibly did it. How am I supposed to explain that to him? Well, if he even wants to see me. Maybe I should go apologize for standing him up, and then I could tell him about the case, and he will probably ignore me, and put the icing on the cake so he will never talk to me again.
I decided I should be truthful with Oliver since it is my only option if I want him to trust me again. I got in my car and started driving to Oliver's apartment, I didn't know how to act so I was nervously fidgeting with the steering wheel the whole ride over there. I parked out front and gave my keys to the vallet and headed inside. I pressed the sixth floor button and waited in the elevator. I then walked to the end of the hall, not knowing what to think or even what to say. As I approached his apartment, my saliva got thicker, as if I just drank Gatorade and then ran five miles, my hands got clammy, and I was at lost for words. I stopped in front of his apartment door and I looked at the painting on the wall and I couldn't help but think of how much of a wimp I am being right now. The first time I came here I was confident, mostly because of this picture, it's very calming.
"Here goes nothing," I mutter to myself as I sigh. I knock three times. I waited and waited until I heard slow foot steps making it to the door and slowly open it. I see Oliver with glossy eyes. He is in black jogging pants with no shirt on, the way he was dressed wasn't the best in this situation, because all I was thinking about was kissing him.... and other things.
"Um, hi-" I was about to apologize when he crashes into my arms and breaks down crying. There wasn't even a split second where I thought of anything except to wrap my arms around him and tell him it's okay.
"Please, just don't talk right now," He said though tears. I nodded and rubbed his back.
That's when I knew, it didn't matter what happened between us, he needed me, and I needed him. We need each other. And it broke us to be apart.
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Hey, back again. Hopefully you liked this chapter. It's a little short but that is okay.
Next chapter is gonna be a doozy, stay tuned;)
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Fanfiction"I don't know what to do," He says pacing the floor. "I do," I say and slowly walk over to him and lean in. ~~~~~~~~ Conner Walsh is next in line to be head of Walsh Prime Towers. His dad has made his company skyrocket when he build is eighty- seven...
