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New York's top attorney Camille Kennigan, she could charm any judge and persuade and jury. The pen was her friend it seemed. At nearly every trial she attended she held the jury in the palm of her hand. Though all of this is truly impressive the most outstanding fact is the she has never lost a case. She was very highly sought after. She defended the rich and famous, which lead to getting her face on the front page of magazines and newspapers all over America or at least New York. Men wanted her number and women wanted her class and style. She was an idol to law students and an inspiration to many, many people. She lived in a perfect penthouse with a gorgeous view of the city. Some nights she would stay awake and watch all the lights go out in the empire state building. Just to escape. Escape from the pain. The pain that would hunt her..forever. People said she was so lucky. She had the perfect life. The perfect body, the perfect house, the perfect wardrobe, but know one would guess that Camille Elizabeth Kennigan had lost the only person she ever loved. The only person that understood her that kept her going.Her fiancé Calvin Parker. Camille was on lunch break while reading the latest version of The Wall Street Journal. She was just finishing her chicken salad when her eyes caught on the On the front page headlines reading,
"HANNIBAL THE CANNIBAL ON THE LOOSE ONCE AGAIN!"
FBI agent Will Graham has caught New York
Physiatrist Hannibal Lector.
New York jails just let him go on December 1st. When he went back to his tedious crimes. His trail will be held on February
13.
Go to page A6 for more details.
Camille flipped to page A6 eagerly just then she heard knock on the door, "Come in.".it was Shannon, her secretary. "Oh Shannon good morning!" Camille exclaimed, for some reason she was in a especially good mood. May be because she finally got some sleep after working on case after case. "Someone is here to see you ma'am." Shannon shuddered. Camille looked at curiously "Ok let him or her in." Just then a shadow formed over her desk a smooth eerie voice spoke, "Hello Camille we finally meet I have heard a lot about you." He smiled. It was Hannibal, Hannibal Lector.
New York's top attorney Camille Kennigan, she could charm any judge and persuade and jury. The pen was her friend it seemed. At nearly every trial she attended she held the jury in the palm of her hand. Though all of this is truly impressive the most outstanding fact is the she has never lost a case. She was very highly sought after. She defended the rich and famous, which lead to getting her face on the front page of magazines and newspapers all over America or at least New York. Men wanted her number and women wanted her class and style. She was an idol to law students and an inspiration to many, many people. She lived in a perfect penthouse with a gorgeous view of the city. Some nights she would stay awake and watch all the lights go out in the empire state building. Just to escape. Escape from the pain. The pain that would hunt her..forever. People said she was so lucky. She had the perfect life. The perfect body, the perfect house, the perfect wardrobe, but know one would guess that Camille Elizabeth Kennigan had lost the only person she ever loved. The only person that understood her that kept her going.Her fiancé Calvin Parker. Camille was on lunch break while reading the latest version of The Wall Street Journal. She was just finishing her chicken salad when her eyes caught on the On the front page headlines reading,
"HANNIBAL THE CANNIBAL ON THE LOOSE ONCE AGAIN!"
FBI agent Will Graham has caught New York
Physiatrist Hannibal Lector.
New York jails just let him go on December 1st. When he went back to his tedious crimes. His trail will be held on February
13.
Go to page A6 for more details.
Camille flipped to page A6 eagerly just then she heard knock on the door, "Come in.".it was Shannon, her secretary. "Oh Shannon good morning!" Camille exclaimed, for some reason she was in a especially good mood. May be because she finally got some sleep after working on case after case. "Someone is here to see you ma'am." Shannon shuddered. Camille looked at curiously "Ok let him or her in." Just then a shadow formed over her desk a smooth eerie voice spoke, "Hello Camille we finally meet I have heard a lot about you." He smiled. It was Hannibal, Hannibal Lector.