“I’ll get you out. I promise.” I said it to my little brother. Then the next day, the prison called. My brother was dead.
Eight years ago, Tess Calloway was the best trial lawyer in the country. Then she buried her name and went to work photocopying documents in a basement.
The trial that broke her was her own brother’s. She did everything right, and it bought him nothing.
Three years later, a nineteen-year-old boy goes on trial for murder. He is somebody’s little brother too.
And the only person in that building who could save him is the woman pushing the coffee cart — a woman who has spent three years making sure nobody ever needs her again.
Cole Ashford offers her forty million dollars to come back. She says yes, on one condition: anywhere but Courtroom 4B. They put her in 4B.
Tess: The best trial lawyer in the country, now pushing a coffee cart in a basement. She isn’t refusing to save that boy. She is refusing to lose another one.
Cole: A brother trying to save his little brother. What he pays for isn’t a lawyer who agrees with him — it’s one who never guesses.
