Chapter 25
After his press conference Caligo accepted a ride from Lindsay Mcdonald. For the last week Caligo had been staying with Lindsay and his girlfriend Eve. They began talking on the ride home.
Caligo: Thanks for helping me.
Lindsay: I still don't think the statement was a good idea, but you didn't say anything incriminating.
Caligo: Mind if I ask why you're helping me? I know Wolfram and Hart's reputation. You'll defend the lowest of the low if they can pay a high enough fee. But you defended me without charging, and for the last week I've been crashing on your couch. So, why are you helping me?
Lindsay: In law school I hated how the rich played by different rules than the rest of us. They steal the pensions of milions of workers, never go to jail, but if you or I stole a big mac and coke, we'd be on death row. That's why I became a public defender, figured I could at least give the poor defendants a decent break. And I was good. It became harder to help criminals, rich or poor, get back on the streets. Then Wolfram and Hart offerred me a job. By that point I figured, why not. Either way I'd be defending the scum of the earth, might as well make a lot of money doing it. I was at the police station getting some rich prick off some very serious charges for about the 6th time, and I heard about you. Some poor guy, with no money, maybe suffering from some mental disease. The police didn't care, hell they seemed excited about your lethal injection. I thought, why not help the guy out. So, my firm is okay with me doing thin on my own time. But it isn't Wolfram and Hart defending you as much as me, Lindsay Mcdonald.
Caligo: Thank you Lindsay.