Chapter 17

It was a cool, autumn evening, Carson and Nick were sitting at the bar, nursing their drinks and chatting.

The bar was dimly lit, with a cozy atmosphere. The bartender was mixing drinks behind the bar, and the low murmur of conversation filled the air.

Carson and Nick had been friends for years, and they often met at the bar to talk about their days and unwind. They both needed the break after their long, stressful days.

Nick took a sip of his drink and looked at Carson. “How’s work?” He asked.

“You want to hear about my day?” Carson said, a slight smile on his face. Nick nodded, intrigued to hear what Carson had to say.

“Well, it started out like any other day,” Carson began,

"But then this client called me. The client was a man who had been accused of fraud, and he was proving to be quite a handful. I have been working tirelessly to defend him, but the client was making it difficult with his volatile and demanding behavior,” He paused and Nick laughed. Carson gave him a light pu