There was a long pause as I stared Linda down, watching as she returned to her seat and crossed her legs. Her words hardly registered until Timothy cleared his throat, dragging me back into the moment.
“I’m sorry?” I gawked at Linda, still recovering from the shock.
She smiled tightly. “Mr. Erickson assigned me to help with your case. He figured you would need the assistance.” She gestured to Timothy. “Especially since your client is rather popular.”
After looking at her some more, it started to dawn on me who this woman was. Linda Turner, a senior attorney with a reputation for being ruthless in the courtroom, was the person chosen to "assist" me. I had heard stories about Linda's cutthroat approach and her ability to win cases at any cost.
The idea of her being involved in my case ma
