The glare of the flashbulbs was blinding. Now out of the courtroom a free woman, reporters from all over were there, clamoring for a picture and comment. She was just happy it was now over.
"How did they find out?" Sun asked her attorney now
"Doesn't really matter," he responded. "Just remain quiet and I will answer the questions." He went on and instructed her.
The time between leaving the courtroom to the car seemed like a long trip. Along the way cameras and reporters followed. Occasionally her attorney had to stop to forcefully push a few away to give them room to walk. Now at the car her attorney turned to the growing crowd now mixed with interested passerbys.
"I will have my secretary arrange for a press conference mid afternoon," her attorney was telling them now, "You can call my office at noon for the place and time." Opening the passenger door to let Sun in he added, "Please excuse us now. I must have her paperwork ready to be filed." And with that he closed the passenger door, walked around, and got into the driver's side. He drove off, leaving the newly mixed crowd of reporters and curiosity seekers.
Kala, who was still there with Sun now smiled at her.
"You see?" she asked her, her wide grin showing her teeth, "our prayers have been answered. You will be alright now, I think. Yes?"
Looking at Sun's face for her answer she went on. "If you do not need me anymore, I must get back to Wolfgang. He may need my help with Felix." Giving her one last smile, Kala disappeared.
The ride from the courthouse to the attorney's office seemed unusually short. Both sat in silence in the car; Sun, still amazed at how seamlessly easy it had all been; and her attorney just thinking of his promised press conference in a few short hours. He soon parked the car and they both got out. Still quiet, they walked into the building to the elevator. Inside he pressed his desired floor and they moved up. When it stopped, the doors opened and they got out. There were still no words exchanged.
Sun followed him to his suite, where he stopped for a moment to give instruction to his secretary. He proceeded to walk toward and enter his office. His client was close behind. Once inside he closed the door behind her. He gave her a weak smile.
"Now that that is over I can now relax. You can now relax," he told her
"What happens next? What paperwork?" she asked him. She had a slew of questions but that was the first to enter into her head.
"Nothing to worry yourself about," he answered, "it is just a formality. As soon as the courts finalize your official release and I submit what was agreed by us and the prosecutor, this case is officially over and done."
"What do you mean?"
"Just that the courts are satisfied with your actions. So is the prosecutor. So am I."
He walked over to his desk and sat in his chair. He then reached over to his left and grabbed a file. Looking at Sun he continued. "I am going to need your signature on these." he told her
Sun looked at him now, an expression of clarity showing in her face.
"Exactly," he told her
Sun walked over to his desk and sat opposite of him. She watched him pull out paper after paper and then laying them all out individually in front of her. He pointed to each document, explained to her what each was, and then told her to sign at the bottom. Sun did. After she finished with the last one on his desk he then collected them all, looked them over, and then put them back in the folder.
"There is one last document but that is for me. I will take care of then when I drop these off." he told her
"It is really all over?" Sun asked.
"It is," after a pause he went on, "but now we have to get ready for that press conference. You are a big story. I don't think the press covered anything so important."
"Must I speak? Do I have to say something?"
"I guess I can do the talking for you but you will have to say at least one thing. You are what they want. You are the story. Not me." He gave her a smile of encouragement as she sighed resigned. Sun nodded as her answer.
"And what about the case with my brother? How can I help them?"
"That will be the easy part. They already have most, if not all of what they need to convict. You are more the character witness. Will you be alright to testify against your own flesh and blood?"
"Yes," she answered him without hesitation.
"Good. Now let's go to that press conference my secretary arranged for us."
