She paused, mentally checking the rest of her speech to see if it needed editing.
“You must realize that your one-woman crusade is futile,” Freemantle interjected. “With you as his attorney, Gustavo Ochoa is doomed.”
“He doesn’t agree with you.”
“Because you failed to advise him properly.”
Freemantle pushed back her chair and rose to her feet. The Beast was a head taller than she was. She literally looked down her nose when she spoke.
“Nora, you can still redeem yourself. Your client can’t object to you leaving the legal profession. If you give up practicing law in this state, I can arrange for his sentence to be changed to life imprisonment.”
The outrageousness of the trade-off emptied her lungs like a blow to the stomach.
Inhaling, she sputtered, “You can’t ask me to do that.”
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