Helen West Casebook Novels & Stories

Iris didn’t leave out anything that would make the jury and the prosecution doubt Helen’s innocence and she made sure to answer every question that Helen’s lawyer asked without giving him any loophole that would enable him to worm their way out of this. The man Helen had hired was brutal in his questioning but the lawyer Luca had hired prepared her for all the types of questions she would be asked so she was prepared and no question Helen’s lawyer threw her way was enough to make her flinch. By the time she walked back to her seat, Helen’s lawyer was frustrated and she had a satisfied smirk on her face because she knew that there was no way Helen was going to get out of this. Unlike other ca

“The people who violated your home and used you will face no consequences.” “You think Luca Vitale ordered it,” Helen said. “You do not know.” “We are building a case,” Maxwell replied. “Your testimony is one part of it. We are also meeting another witness today. Someone with direct knowledge of Luca Vitale’s operations.” Helen narrowed her eyes. “Who?” “I cannot share that,” Maxwell said. The silence stretched as Helen weighed fear against fury. “I will testify,” she said at last. “But I want it on record that I am doing this because I refuse to let them break me twice. Not because I trust your system.”

I remembered the book Elena had given me. "You guys," I called, moving to take the book out of my bag. I carefully pulled it out and circled back to my seat, noting the curious glances they shot me. "Elena had given me this book at the beginning of the case," I summarized. "It contains a few things I had though might be of help; ancient werewolf book, the herbs they used for their medication, illnesses they were prone to, and... potions." Joe leaned back in his seat. "They apparently believe some of the potions they'd been handed down had been gotten from witches but that's not the best part."

Another lawyer chimed in, “We’ll need to prove undue influence or some other legal misstep. Do you have any evidence?” “Not yet, but I’m sure you can find something. We can also go illegal, whatever it takes, figure something out. That’s what I’m paying you for, isn’t it?” I stated, raising an eyebrow. They exchanged glances, clearly assessing whether I was worth the effort. Finally, Helen nodded. “We’ll take the case. But you need to be prepared for a long, ugly fight.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I smirked, feeling puffed up.

Ken had an insatiable love for sex and when ever he had the chance he used it or raped his victim. *** Some months later. Mrs Helen got well again and now moved with the aid of a walking stick, and had left the apartment and moved to stay with the doctor on his persuasion since Mrs Helenhasd always refused to involve the authorities in the matter claiming "there's always good in every man." He saw to their needs and they were properly taken care of.

No relation. He had found his way to Mitchell & Park through the Massachusetts attorney through the Hargrove network. He had arrived with documentation — his own, assembled with the careful methodical work of a person who had spent a year building a case while living inside the situation the case described. Zara read his documentation for three hours on a Thursday evening. She had told Caleb she would be late. She had not told him how late. She read the documentation and when she was done she sat at her desk and thought about what she had read with the specific quality of attention she gave to things that were both legally complex and personally important.

“Well, if you can’t work it out amicably, I guess you’re going to need an attorney. If you want I can do the team assessments while you find a good one.” God, Helen was right. She needed a damn good attorney if she was going to stand a chance against Zane. She looked to Helen. “Do you think you can handle the assessments on your own?” she asked, taking Dina back. “Of course. I did get a degree in this stuff,” her intern reminded her with a smile and Beatrice nodded with relief. “You’re right. Thank you, Helen! Just leave your notes and I’ll go over them tonight.” And with that, Beatrice hurried

I kept reading, because I needed to know what Helen had meant about trying to return something to me, and the next paragraph answered it before I'd finished bracing myself for it. She wrote that after her case ended, she couldn't stop thinking about the young woman who'd challenged people with considerably more authority than either of them held. Helen had connections to a fellowship, a leadership and advocacy programme for women in health policy, one that trained people to do exactly what I'd done for her without knowing anyone would ever call it leadership.

Aria’s POV Three days passed before anyone in the house used the word “over” out loud, and even then, it came with a question mark hanging off the end of it, like nobody quite trusted the word to hold its shape. Helena’s lawyer called on the second day. Romanov took it in the study with the door half open, and I stood close enough to catch pieces of it, enough to understand that Helena had cooperated fully, that she’d waived several rights she didn’t have to waive, that she seemed determined to answer every question asked of her without conditions.

Richard walked out of advocate Primrose's office his mind circling around what they had discussed. He was at a point where even his vice presidency seat which he had fought hard for was not going to help him. Helen was not going to get out scotch free like he wanted, the case had too much evidence stacked against her "The least i can do at this point is get her a lesser sentence. Something like ten years or less. Maybe eight because we insisted it's self defense. Helen has proof on her phone of the deceased threatening her so basically her only crime was trying to get rid of the body." she had said