It was a cold winter day I was sitting at my desk in the office, when I got a call to take a case on.
It was to do with a woman that her daughter was in a coma. She was only 28 years old, she had been in a car accident with her the boyfriend and she was wondering if I could help her in bringing him to justice for coursing the crash,
I answered the phone with a glass of Scotch in hand.
"Hello"
A females voice said.
"Hi is that mr. Graves" she said as I sat in my chair running my hand though my hair.
"Yes it is"
"I was just wounding if you'll take a case on"
"Hmmm I have to move some things around but if you would like to come to my office tomorrow let's say round 10am"
"Yes that would be great thank you"
That night I stayed late not that I have a wife or family to go home. Not any more.
It was around 11pm when I left the office to get a cab to go to my flat. It's just a short drive from the office I told the cab driver giving him my address.
