As I hunched over my desk, the soft knock on my office door barely registered, and I only looked up when it swung open to reveal the last person I had expected to see – Timothy himself. He stood there, his expression a mixture of surprise and apprehension.
"Timothy," I stammered, my voice betraying my astonishment. "What are you doing here?"
He shifted uncomfortably, his hands fidgeting in his pockets. "I've been trying to find you, Evie. I didn't know where to start, and I thought maybe you'd be here."
I had so many questions, but the foremost one spilled from my lips before I could stop it. "Why did you want to find me?"
He took a deep breath and approached my desk, leaning against it as he spoke. "Evie, I came here because I want you to withdraw from my case."
The words hung in the
