Novel The Lincoln Lawyer Novels & Stories

So alive. For a moment, I couldn't look away. “I'll get going now, Mr. Lincoln,” my lawyer said politely before walking off. I barely heard him. My attention remained fixed on my assistant. On the smile she never gave me. On the laughter she never shared with me. Then something colder settled in my chest. She hadn't even noticed I was standing there. I had crossed half the hallway, and she was still looking at Knight like he was the only person in the building.

He gestured to the seat opposite him, “You and I need to talk.” “Yes, we do.” Lincoln agreed, then tossed the papers on his desk. “And that's business. Let's talk about business.” “You know, that day, you humiliated me… beyond measure.” “Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,” Lincoln stated, coldly, “You're lucky I didn't rat you out to a news company. Now add the clause you want to add, let me leave.” “What about that guy? Your knight in shining armor?” Hamilton asked, leaning back on his seat. “The one that came and saved you, does he still fuck you?”

Celine’s Pov Playing with little Henry at the park was a way I employed to escape the tense feeling and the atmosphere of futile efforts. After realizing that Aaron Lincoln was my dad's lawyer and the one in charge of the case, I put in all the effort I could to assist him, doing the little we could to sabotage and overturn the verdict. But the more we dug into the case, the more complex it became. Williams had been involved in so much fraud, and fighting the case only uncovered other hidden aspects of his dealings.

The three detectives left his office. A few minutes later, Mr. Lincoln sighed, as he immediately placed a call to his lawyer. And then told him about the statement he gave them, just in case they came for him

“You fool! You don’t just make deals with anyone. You need to choose your public. This politician can go back on his word any time. A few million bucks and he’ll speak against you! Or worse, if he has a scandal, he’ll blab on us! How can you be such an idiot?” Lincoln is standing there, his blood boiling. His father thinks that he’s an incompetent fool whereas the man himself is indulging in all kinds of pleasure. What’s wrong if Lincoln follows the same path? “Stay low and fix this mess!” Daniel demands. “Find that file. Whoever stole it is not gonna spare you. They know what we’re doing.” With that, Daniel disconnects the phone. Lincoln is shaking in fury but calms himself down. One mishap

Lincon was filled with resentment for Bella and me, and he will not spare any chance to humiliate us in the court. "My lord, can I ask you a question if you don't mind?" He looked to Uncle Joseph for his permission. "Sure, go ahead." He gave him a nod and motioned for him to continue. "My lord, where did you spend your last vacation?" Lincon’s question took me off guard. How can he question a judge with such personal stuff in the courtroom? There is no doubt that Lincon is a very smart and talented lawyer and is well known for his sharp arguments and beautiful word web play game.

Castor had to be dealt with, and I couldn't do it alone. I took a deep breath and stepped inside. The receptionist didn't even glance at me twice this time as I told her I had an appointment. She buzzed me through, and before I knew it, I was sitting across from a lawyer who looked like he belonged in some glossy magazine. Everything about her was polished, from her pantsuit to how her hair was styled. She reviewed the paperwork I'd brought. "So, you're the one Lincoln recommended," she finally said, setting the papers down.

This woman was so shy and small as she entered my chambers and yet, I was surprised to see her attorney of choice. She picked a vicious ally. A fine choice for the accusations that lay at her feet. Lincoln has been in my courtroom on the defense side a few times and has put up a valiant battle and has won every one I’d seen. He is a proud attorney and a good one. But something is different with her. The way he tends to her isn’t how he tends to the previous clients I’ve seen him interact with. He is not advising her - he is only maintaining professionalism in my presence. He is comforting her.

Flint grunted in understanding and faded away. I met Lincoln in the parking lot. I played the part the world believed me to be quite well. A rich bachelor who had a business he helped build with his father. A man who dotted all the I’s and crossed all the T’s. Donated to every foundation around by day and whisked away eligible ladies by night.

A nod made him smile. "I don't know why I can see Bang Zaweel's face at a glance, besides his handsomeness level exceeds the former, he also has better insight and personality." Lidya's assumption is not wrong, because Zaweel has already taken his master's degree in law, which makes him a lawyer. Even in Jakarta, Zaweel is known as a firm lawyer and has the best experience among his contemporaries. Haziya has not told her family at all about Zaweel's help, who offered to become a lawyer at the trial.