The Lincoln Lawyer Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“Wassup Attorney” “Daniel.” I acknowledged, we worked for the same Good-will law firm but i barely got to see him.. and other lawyers. That was mostly my fault, i didn't have time to stay at the office. Thankfully i had a good secretary who does the annoying work for me. She also chooses most of my potential cases for me. “Congratulations on winning yesterday's case. I salute you.” “Why are you using a real gun here?” I said, not that it really concerned me but the gunshot would get the attention of the police and other things and i just couldn't deal with anything serious right now.

He nods, then we enter the court room. I told my lawyer the deal I offered Lincoln, and the terms and conditions I want with it. She says she’ll propose it to the judge. She started the case as planned, presented all my evidence I have collected over the past several months, and Lincoln sat in his seat crying as every video and audio recording of him saying such hurtful things to Freya played through. My lawyer ended her presentation with an explanation of how we understand that Lincoln is beginning to see the error in his actions and has begun bettering himself with a parenting class and undergoing treatment for his anger. We would like to have specific parameters in place if he stops t

The woman that Lincoln tried to subdue was at least several inches taller than me. “You don’t think it’s worth mentioning that your husband left you to drown for his mistress?” Lincoln was panicked but more so he was furious. He wanted justice. He wanted clarity. As an attorney, he thrived to have every detail sorted through a fine toothed comb and organized to a tee but that character trait seemed even more heightened in this instance - it was personal. This wasn’t business.

Only I could clean up this mess for Sandra. But the moment Olivia listened to Sandra's explanation, she stood up and said, "Lincoln won't be helping you." Olivia then turned and said to me, "Buy our return tickets. We're going back." "You have no right to intervene in this matter. This is between Lincoln and me," Sandra said. "Can't I intervene when you're trying to have my lawyer take on a losing case?" Olivia retorted. Sandra gazed steadily at me, ignoring Olivia's words.

“Because I want to understand one thing. You did well enough frightening your little receptionist, so much so that when she hears the name Sinclair she shakes like a stray dog. But that’s not why I’m here. I’m here because of what you dumped at my door the other day.” “I don’t understand you. And if I said I did, I’d be lying,” Lincoln replied. Smooth. Always pretending to be ignorant. That was his specialty: acting clean while wading through the filth for me. But sometimes the act wore thin. I leaned forward, catching his eyes. “I want to know whether you’re completely useless or not,” I said. “Those lawyers who barged into my office the other day asking about the will, yes, we chased them

My breathing grew slightly shallow at his words as I gripped the pillow tightly, “That's impossible. My husband is not a criminal.” “I'm afraid your husband is a lot much worse than you think, Mrs. Tolliver.” Zayn snarled at me, throwing a bunch of paper on the table. “Go ahead and read them.” I reached for the papers the next second as he continued to speak to me. “Lincoln has been stealing from the pack accounts and he has been into some shady businesses too. Don't tell me you haven't suspected his lavish lifestyle, or were you too caught up in playing the pretty, rich wife?”

He momentarily forgot that he was the one who called first. “Just a moment, attorney, I would just like to ask you what my older brother and I will inherit from my father. I will need money. ” "Where are we-" The lawyer asked in astonishment. He could not predict the maiden's intention. Suddenly the lawyer's phone line was cut. He was just fixed it last week and it started to happen again. He just sighed at the interrupted conversation between them. He immediately went to his room to get dressed. He had to go to the girl at the precinct immediately and need to know what is the money they are looking for. He called the doctor to ask if the girl had mentioned anything about her inheritance. Bu

He needs power and money to get revenge on Ethan Reed, who cause his miserable life before. He studied hard, and when he graduated, Mr. Luigi gave him the position of WL foods. But that isn’t enough, so Lincoln made a plan to get rid of the couple, Mr. and Mrs. Webber. When they were on their way for a vacation, Lincoln hired someone to remove the brakes of the car they will be using, so it would look like they got into an accident.