While others were digging for information, Sienna had her breakfast, played with her cubs for a few minutes and finally resumed work. By the time she made it from the day care, her office was crowded again. Lawyers with their tablets, books and cases. Aides, the court clerk, Mija, Icona and Bonnie and two new faces: Harley Lawrence and Nat Delaney.
Harley was tall but smaller than her looked in pictures. He had lost some weight it seemed because his broad shoulders had vanished along with his once proud demeanor. Nat was a fox beat man, tall too, but stooped, with fur that had dulled if his pale brown fox ears were anything to go by.
Nat's eyes were sharp, calculating, and his clothes were rich but worn at the edges, as though wealth had once flowed freely but now clung stubbornly. His gaze was fixed on Harley, his eyes carrying a warning.
