Page 19 of The Advocate’s Ultimatum

“Yes.”

“And you’ve never met her?”

“Not that I remember, but she claims I did.”

“That’s interesting. And she’s not telling you the whole truth.”

“No.”

Bob folded his arms. “And you’re thinking about representing her.”

“Maybe.”

Bob studied her for a moment. “All right, let’s assume the worst.”

Sabre sighed. “You’re enjoying this.”

Bob smiled. “Immensely.” He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Did she say why?”

“She’s protecting someone.”

“That’s your theory.”

“Now you sound like JP. It’s more than a theory.”

Bob considered that. “So, you’re thinking self-defense.”

“Maybe.”

Bob’s eyes sparked. “Or revenge.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

Sabre thought about Bay’s tone during the interview. You don’t know him. “She sounded afraid of him.”

Bob tilted his head. “That’s different.”

“She almost said something else.”

“What?”

“I don’t know. She stopped in the middle.”

Bob smiled. “That’s the most interesting part of the story.”

Sabre raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

“Because people rarely stab someone unless they’re afraid.” Bob shrugged. “The question is whether she was afraid for herself or someone else.”

Sabre nodded. “That’s exactly what I think.”

“And you also know that fear for yourself and fear for someone else, unless they were in immediate danger, are whole different defenses.” Bob stood. “So, why are we having this conversation?”

Sabre frowned. “Because I’m trying to decide whether to take the case.”

Bob shook his head. “No.”