THE DUMB LAWYER

CHAPTER ONE ‘Research’

“What are you doing?”Without glancing up from the file in my hands I said, “Research.”A chuckle followed, “You're just an attorney, you don't have to do so much. You've been stalking your client for almost two weeks now.”I frowned and glanced up to face an amused Lenoir, “It's called gathering information and facts.”“Uh uh”“Knowing my clients weaknesses, so whenever it's used in court against them I can easily counter it and win over the judge.”“What if there's no evidence to prove your client's innocence.”“If there isn't, you just have to make them up. Most of the court's evidence are always made up anyways.”Lenoir sighed and walked closer towards me, his eyes looking through the file in my hands. I was about to shoo him off when I caught a whiff of familiar strawberry shampoo.“Lenoir!” I said while fighting the urge to kick him. He always uses my product whenever he runs out of his and he almo