That weekend Jack sat in a perfectly room temperate waiting room, waiting to meet Kate's lawyer. He saw in a suit, in a slippery leather chair, while a pretty receptionist clicked sharply away at a Mac computer, her back perfect straight, and chin out. The office was very spiffy. It had deep brown wood floors, and an orangey tint to the walls. The furniture was a little blue that contrasted nicely. Colorful flowers arrangements were positioned strategically around the room. Jack waited patiently for his lawyer. Suddenly, a man came down the long stretch of hall, numerous doors on either side of the walls.
"Jack Shephard?" He asked. Jack stood up and flattened his tie. The man walked towards him and Jack walked to meet him halfway. The man was thin, but his height made up for it. His brown hair was slicked back stylishly, he was slightly balding on his forehead. He had a long beak nose, dark, dark brown eye, with thin lips. He offered his hand to Jack. It was big. "I'm Victor Yamal. It's nice to meet you." He shook Jack's hand. "Please, let's go talk in my office." He led Jack into his office which was also, very nicely decorated.
Jack sat down on the other side of Victors desk. "Thank you for meeting me on such short notice." Jack said.
Victor nodded and pulled out a file. Jack saw it had Kate's name on it. "Well," Victor said, opening the file carefully. "when I heard about your case I could hardly say no. Every lawyer in the country would kill for this opportunity." He said looking up at Jack.
Jack frowned. "But you took it because you can win it right? Not because you want something fancy on your résumé?"
Victor smirked and leaned forward to Jack, Jack leaned forward immediately. "Jack, not only will I win this case, but I will have that jury blaming the plaintiff for what she did." This made Jack smiled at him. "Now, Jack, tell me, did she or didn't she do it?" Jack looked away from him quickly. "That's a yes then." Jack didn't look up.
"What if…what if she has panic disorder?" Jack suggested quietly.
"What?" Victor asked, leaning forward slightly as well.
"Panic disorder. It forces someone to basically do something they normally wouldn't it's pretty uncontrollable. Couldn't that get her off? Couldn't that…save her?" Jack pleaded, looking up at him, now desperate.
"Yes, it could." Victor said and Jack beamed at him. "What if she doesn't have it?" Jack faded. "You aren't going to get up there. You are in love with her, you aren't speaking."
Jack frowned. "What if the judge makes me."
Victor scoffed. "The judge can't make you do anything. It is your government given right, Jack."
Jack nodded and didn't say anything. "Our friends are coming." He says after a few moments, looking down. "From the crash. They all want to help." He looked up at Victor and jumped in surprise. Victor had a giant, twisted grin on his face. "What?" Jack asked hesitantly.
Victor slowly directed his eyes to Jack. "We are going to win this case, my friend."
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