{ @forensiiics II x }
Kristoph Gavin understood the importance of knowing thy enemy, so to speak. He was in excellent rapport with as many prosecutors, detectives, judges, and etcetera that he could get his hands on. It certainly helped him maintain his record.
Oftentimes, it was easiest to make these connections through his brother’s connections.
So it was only a matter of time before they met, really.
I t had been nagging him where he recognized the girl’s name from, since he was certain they’d never spoken. But before he spoke, it occurred to him. Lana Skye’s blunder and it’s subsequent fallout was one of those cases that anyone who had their finger to the pulse of the local legal world should be familiar with. Kristoph Gavin certainly was.
But that’s not the sort of thing one opens up with. He had a much better in, besides.
“Miss Skye, I presume. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you properly. I would hope that my brother hasn’t been too much trouble for you.”
