Chapter 405

car, and got in, I started my car engine and drove off.

THE NEXT DAY:

I was driving over to the office, of the lawyer Cassandra's mom told me about earlier in the morning, I called her previously about a good lawyer, and she told me about the person, she gave me the address and the name of the lawyer

I arrived at the exact location, I parked my car in the garage of the building, the place was very big, I think it is a corporate law firm, I walked into the main entrance of the building, as I walked in I saw a big desk at the side of the hallway, a man was standing behind the desk, I walked over to him,

"Good morning sir, I am looking for Mr. Jimmy," I said.

"Morning, do you have an appointment with him?" He asked.

"No, but I have called him earlier this morning," I answered.

"Okay sir, I am afraid you would have to wait, let me confirm from Mr. Jimmy when he would like to see you," he stated.

"Alright," I muttered.

"Have a seat, sir, while you wait for me," he said as he walked out from the back of the desk and walked down the hallway.

I sat down at a waiting chair close to the desk, a couple of minutes later, he walked back over to his desk,

"Mr. Jimmy will see you in 40 minutes," he said.

"Okay thanks," I replied.

At least it is 40 minutes, I thought, as I used my hand to adjust my sleeve to check what the time was, it was about 11:20 am, so I guess I still have enough time, to make it over to the trap house, so that Gustavo and I can pull our plan, I thought.

A couple of minutes later, 

"Sir, sir!" The receptionist said as he turned to look at me.

"Mr. Jimmy will see you now, come with me," he added as he walked out from behind the desk.

I walked behind him, as we both walked down the hall, minutes later we stopped at the office door, Mr. Jimmy was written boldly on the door of the office, 

"You can go in sir," he said.

"Okay Thanks," I replied.

I opened the door of the office and walked in, Mr. Jimmy was sitting behind his desk, he was a black man, that is skinny, he has an afro hair cut,

"Have a seat," he said.

I walked over to the chair in front of him and sat down.

"Nice to meet you, Mr Julio," he greeted.

"Same here," I replied as I shook his hand.

"So, what are the basics of the arrest?" He asked as he clasped his hand on the table.

His office was very fancy and well decorated, you could tell Mr. Jimmy is not a cheap man.

"I don't know the basics of the arrest, I haven't gone to see him in the prison," I