[Minutes Earlier…]
"What?" Jonathan frowned as he stepped out of the bathroom, phone pressed to his ear. "She got out?"
"Yes. It seems she changed her lawyer, and the new one forced the judge to recuse himself," said the person on the other end of the line. "The move was too abrupt for us to stop."
Jonathan's face darkened as he asked the most obvious question. "Who's the new lawyer?"
"Her name is Grace. Not even a defense lawyer, but a corporate lawyer. She handles all legalities for Prime Group."
"..." Jonathan's jaw tightened, his grip on his phone trembling.
Penelope, it's you again.
He swallowed the rising tension in his throat and exhaled sharply. "Never mind her. Getting bail doesn't mean she's out of trouble. Keep monitoring the situation at the Information Center."
"Yes."
Clack.
His frown deepened as the call ended. Glancing at his phone, he scoffed.
"That woman…" he hissed, his eyes gleaming malevolently.
