4 days before the day of the trial...
Evan ran outside the streets from his flat. He stopped at the bus station, panting while both of his hands cupped his knees and bowed. His sweat watered his blue polo with the tie loosed a little.
He heard the clicking sound from the Bluetooth headset on his left ear. He clicked the button and waited for someone to talk on the other line.
"Evan, where are you? You can't just leave the office without telling me!" It was Mr. Rene Salazar, the head prosecutor of Panayang City Trial Court.
Evan panted again. "Sorry, sir. There's an emergency at my flat. I canceled all the appointments today. Please, let me handle this. I'm calling the police for back-up."
"You tell me what's going on right now!" he demanded.
"I'll explain everything later, sir. My ap
