No. 13''s eyes brimmed with a frantic unease. "Depression? Cyberbullying?"


    He swallowed hard, his Adam''s apple moving prominently. It was like he''d gulped down something jagged, and his face twisted in difort.


    "What about Lincoln? What''s he up to?" he growled lowly.


    Officer Baldwin gave him a curious look. "You know Lincoln?"


    No. 13''s expression said it all-it was a no-brainer.


    Officer Baldwin remembered that No. 13 had built a tech empire with surveince systems practically everywhere. It wasn''t surprising he had ess to some secret info. Baldwin decided to let it slide.


    "Mr. Lincoln''s been super worried about his daughter. Since the incident, he hasn''t left Ashley''s side. Still, he''s a guy and might not fully get what''s going on in a young woman''s head. Whether Ashley''s condition truly improves is still up in the air."


    "Depression''s a tough nut to crack."


    No. 13''s fingers quivered slightly.


    After a long pause, No. 13 asked Officer Baldwin, "So, how much can my sentence be cut down?"


    Officer Baldwin exined, "During the trial, the judge said if you pay back all the debts, your sentence could change from life to something like eight to ten years."


    "You really should get a goodwyer."


    No. 13 was quiet for a moment, then said, "Can you deliver a message to Ashley for me?"


    "Sure, what is it?"


    "Ask her to hire Scottie for me."


    Officer Baldwin was a bit shocked. "You mean that superstarwyer, Scottie? I''ve heard he''s got quite the attitude. He doesn''t care about money, only if he vibes with the client. But he''s never lost a case."


    "Yep, that''s the one."


    "If he takes your case, you''re looking at the lightest sentence possible. But I''ve heard the Rond family matriarch is on a mission to get the bestwyer to extend your sentence. They might be eyeing Scottie too."


    No. 13 shed a wickedly charming smile. "Just a pesky problem. No big deal." "Alright, I''ll get the message to Ashley ASAP."


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