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The sht blue door that read: Scot Jacobs, Attorney at Law

Lexi followed Eva into the office Theoak desk, three plastic chairs, and a fraraph of driftwood on a beach A tired-looking older wolasses sat behind the desk

“You must be Alexa,” the receptionist said “I’m Bea ”

“Hi, Bea This is my Aunt Eva ”

“You both can go in now ”

“You ready for this?” Eva whispered to Lexi

Lexi shook her head

“Me either ” They walked down a narrow hallway, past a conference-type room

At the back office, a youngish lass desk At their approach, he rose In a crumpled blue suit and overwashed pink shirt, he looked like the kind of attorney they could afford, and of course they couldn’t really afford hi, a little tousled, and he needed a shave, but his brown eyes were kind and compassionate

“Hello,” Lexi said, htly damp hand

Lexi sat down in one of the two upholstered chairs that faced the desk Beside her, Eva put her purse on the floor and sat down in the other chair “Thank you for agreeing to see us,” her aunt said

Mr Jacobs steepled his pale fingers and studied Lexi “You’re in a bad spot, Miss Baill Your accident has sparked a firestoranization is fired up They want an example made of you ”

“What does that mean?” Lexi asked

“They think that if you go to prison, kids will get the o out to kids ”

“Prison? Prison?” Lexi said, feeling the floor drop out from under her