chapter 2

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                   KITANA STEELE

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                   KITANA STEELE

I loved Washington, its where all the power-hungry Bulldogs are, the adrenaline rush that surges through me when I'm in court, it's phenomenal. I got bored and needed a change so I thought California can do, fewer politics more crime and drama hopefully more challenging people, I for one love the challenge
I've done quite a few cases since I've been here not losing none.

I've been transferred to a case that seemed impossible for another firm even my boss thinks that I can't win this so as a little push she told me that if I win this case I get the office beside her and make a partner at this firm.

Donna Hughe is charged for murdering her husband who is an abusive asshole. The prosecution wants to give life imprisonment and my job is to make her walk free, can I do this? I certainly can
its 7 AM and I'm at home getting ready to leave out, I want to meet with my client at 8 AM to go through some pointers before the court which is 11 am
I do my hair and makeup, this morning I'm going for light makeup and straight hair, something that goes with my black bulldog outfit.
After checking myself over making sure that everything is ok I take up my car keys and briefcase then head out. On my way out my sister, Kat which is shortened for Katara, who is also my co-counsel calls me, I answer at the first ring 

"Please tell me that you have the list of witnesses," she whined into my Bluetooth that is plugged into my ears, I listen to her as she continues, "I was looking through them last night do you have it with you?" She asked as I slowed down

"hold on let me check" I replied as I slowed the car down pulling over. I reach for my briefcase searching through it for the fuçking paper that I'm going to need, "I can't find it" I said sounding a little angry

"go back for it, we're going to need it," she answered back sounding upset as if it's my fault the paper got left, ok it is, she should have called earlier.

"You have to start with Mrs. Hughe without me," I told her as I fix my briefcase and drive off
"Kit how long is it going to take for you to get here?" She asked, sounding annoying in the early morning, its too early for me to be pissed off.

"Kat, it's fucking 7:30 and I have to turn back, I don't think I'll make it by 8 maybe 8:15 or 8:30 the latest," I bark at her trying not to sound too harsh.

"Fine hurry up," she replied before hanging up.

I hang up then quickly make a U-turn to head back to my house. I arrive at the house then quickly grab the paper I need then head back out joining the flowing traffic until it starts to slow down and go crawling that's when I realize that I'm driving behind an old piece of metal that's not fit for driving on the road
Is this person fucking serious, I thought to myself wondering why they didn't use a wrecker service.
It's a one-way lane and there are no alternatives to go around so I have to be stuck behind this asshole, I see a number on the car under the for sale sign, who the fuçk would want to buy that junk?  Another thought that came to mind. I take out my phone dialing the number, after a few rings the person answers

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