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"I don't doubt we will," Nolan replies.
Nolan is a confident enough man; he does his best to manage his ego, but he knows that he's good at his job, and he knows that this is a case he can win.
Nolan laughs quietly, tilting his head to look as he looks at Jakob. "I could tell you liked watching me work."
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"they can try. the camera footage was volunteered, I have a signed form from the shop owner. The shoes were obtained through a search warrant that I personally had signed, and the gun was disposed of in a public place."
He likes the praise, and he likes the acknowledgement that+
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shoulder, encouraging.
โgood job, nolan.โ
praise, a reminder from the previous night.
โbe prepared for the defense to try and make some of your evidence inadmisible.โ
"if we find evidence that states that the suspect wanted ms. austin to be in a relationship with him, the opening statements spell themselves out. he wanted more from her, she rejected him, and he couldn't handle that, so he followed her to the park that day to convince her. +
+ the park, the suspect on camera dumping the gun, the recovered gun with the suspect's fingerprints, matched to the bullets in ms. austin, and the victim's shoes."
nolan lays out the photos as he speaks -- the gun, the bullets, the shoes. he takes a bite of his steak, brow +
nolan sits beside nick in the booth, the tight space causing their shoulders to brush in a way that is not unpleasant. he finds the jealousy.... amusing, in a fond sort of way.
"how do you take your steak?"
nolan tilts his head slightly, following nick quietly for just a moment. after a second, he laughs softly.
"do you think there was something between me and jack, nick?"
nolan glances at nick with a frown. what a curious question.
"jack and I didn't get lunch often โ it was very rare, actually, and usually just take out because we were working a case."
"i'll give sam a call," nolan replies with a nod. he lets their shoulders brush as they walk, feeling no need to pull himself away.
"chinese or steak, huh? i haven't had steak in a while."
as expected, Nolan's lips press into a thin, tight-lipped smile, his brow furrowing.
"I won't have any trouble proving to the jury that he did it. There's plenty of evidence that says he shot her once in the chest and once in the head when that didn't kill her. But maybe +



