Brittany expressed her gratitude earnestly, "Once Isaac is stable, I'll personally swing by your place to say thanks."
Jolin didn't really need the thank you. She took on this case purely for Isaac's sake.
They'd been friends for years, and doing this small favor was no biggie.
"Ms. Dustin, once this is all sorted, don't hesitate to give me a ring if you need anything." Jolin left her contact details.
Brittany took the card and something popped into her mind, "Lawyer Jolin, how did you find out Patrina was pregnant at the police station?"
She had tried to dig it up herself but came up empty-handed.
Of course, Jolin couldn't spill that Isaac had been her secret helper. She just gave a sly smile, "Trade secret. If I want to find something out, you bet I'll find it. Ms. Dustin, catch you later."
Jolin headed downstairs where a black car was waiting outside the hospital.
It was Wesley's car.
She hopped into the passenger seat, "Case is closed. Isaac's in the hospital. Aren't you going to pay him a visit?"
Wesley held the steering wheel tightly, "Thanks for all your help."
She had given up a big case for this one and lost quite a bit.
Jolin chuckled lightly, "Let's go. Wasn't dinner on you?"
Wesley started the car, "Eat whatever. It's my treat."
When Isaac was wheeled out, he was already asleep.
Wesley took care of the aftermath, notified Nathan, and left. Only Brittany was left in the room.
Brittany wheeled the chair closer to Isaac.
He had lost some weight recently. Although he was asleep, his features were still sharp. His messy hair softened his sharp look and made him look more laid-back.
Brittany felt a chill when she thought about if the dagger had been a bit higher, Isaac could've been hurt much worse.
She reached out, gently touching his cheek. After a moment, she whispered, "Poor thing."
She heard the door open and in came Hannah.
"Bri, how's Mr. Salter doing?"
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