Jennifer smiled. “Ashley, I would be honored to be the first client you represented in court.”
“Go, baby.” Nic grabbed her hand and squeezed. “Win this case.”
“I’ve very nervous, but okay.” Ashley walked around the desk and stepped up to the stand.
Nic leaned forward, all his focus on the woman of his dreams.
She smiled. “Hi, Mr. Steele. That was quite a sad story, losing your family like that.”
“Yes it was, miss. Very sad.”
“Are you nervous, Mr. Steele? I certainly am. You’re the very first person I’ve ever addressed in court. I just got my license.”
“Good for you. I feel honored that I’m your first one, and yes, I am a little nervous.”
“We’ll just go through this together. I understand you and your brother were very close.”
“We sure were.”
“What did you all do when you were kids?”
“Objection,” his attorney said. “Relevance, your honor.”
“Your honor, my line of questioning is important and will become clear if I’m allowed to continue.”
“I’ll allow it, counselor, for the moment. Overruled.”
“Thank you.” Ashley turned back to the plaintiff. “Where were we, Mr. Steele?”
“You asked me what my brother and I did when we were kids?”
“That’s right.”
Nic was so impressed by how Ashley had control of the man. He was repeating her words back to her. He leaned over to Sylas and quietly said, “Our girl is one helluva good lawyer.”
Sylas nodded. “She sure is.”
“Bill and I did the normal things. We fished. Camped out. Rode bikes.”
“You fished?”
“We sure did.”
“What kinds of things did you fish for, Walter? Perch, crawdads, crappie?”
“Yep. All of them.”
“Objection, your honor.” His attorney stood.
“Overruled,” Ethel snapped back.
“But, Your Honor—”
“I said ‘overruled.’ Now sit down.” Ethel glared at the man.
He shrugged and returned to his chair.
“Continue,” she told Ashley.