Leon Vedder
Handcuffed inside an interrogation room... f*****g great!
"Are you going to admit to your crime? We have witnesses..." The cop said while I took a deep breath and sighed,
"I want my lawyer..." I sighed, and he huffed.
"Have it your way, but you are just complicating things..." He said, and I rolled my eyes. This is plain stupid. They have no proof other than worldly accusations from Noah and Eleanore. We can go into a legal battle of ´he said-she said.´
Outside the little room, I heard a voice say, "I am here to see Mr. Leon Vedder."
"Who are you?" the cop that had me handcuffed asked,
"Mr. Vedder's lawyer..." The voice said, and I chuckled. Thomas Lauver, the best f*****g attorney in New York, is in the house. His father owned the most prominent law firm; he was ju
