Chapter 294 Special Kind Of Hate

• Swarms of reporters were waiting outside Sea Point's police station when Austin was dragged out of Gordon and Peterson's car. They mobbed him as soon as they saw him, pushing their cameras and microphones in his face, screaming for answers. The whole thing reeked of a badly organised PR stunt, and when Gordon and Peterson made no attempt to protect Austin from the crowd, even though it was their job, he began to think one or both of them had tipped the media off. Why wouldn't they, when they had finally taken down a member of the Hawthorne crime family? Never mind that Austin didn't belong to said crime family anymore. Never mind that they didn't have evidence to back up their charges. But who needed evidence? As far as they were concerned, this was huge, and if they miraculously managed to get the charges to stick, sending him away for twenty-five to life would be a huge career move for both of them. So parading him in front of the vultures was totally in their best interest, walking slower than a snail from the car to the entrance.
• At last, they were inside, and Austin was allowed to meet with his attorney when he invoked his right to remain silent, refusing to answer any of their questions.
• He'd never worked with any defence attorneys before because he never needed to. But he was familiar with Barry De Villiers, the man responsible for clearing his name. With a ninety percent acquittal rate, he was a legend among his peers. If he could make a man who had killed his wife and mother-in-law in cold blood for an insurance payout look like a choir boy, Austin knew getting his charges dropped was a piece of cake for him.