Chapter 29 Do You Think My Wife Likes Women?

• Cathleen drove her car out into the busy streets of Manhattan. The only thing she was wishing for was rain. She had never had a case in Manhattan before, and ever since people had heard of a celebrity lawyer, they had wanted to hire her for their own cases. Hiring Cathleen wasn't cheap. She had never lost a case, not even once. This court case was a tough one, but for her, it was more of a debut in Manhattan, which was soon going to be her playground.
• Cathleen had rules when it came to what she tried to get done. No mobile phones unless it's part of the evidence; only witnesses and a limited number of family members; and she hated the media as they wanted to know who the celebrity lawyer was.
• Cathleen pulled up in the car park of the High Court and sighed as she sat in her car; paparazzi were all over the place. Just when Cathleen didn't know how she was going to get into the High Court without being noticed, the raindrops started to fall like stones, and the sound of the crashing waves was like a drumbeat. The heavy rain made the double doors of the High Court safe for Cathleen to enter as all the media personalities ran to their cars. She had been doing this for years, and no one knew who the lawyer was. Cathleen turned on her umbrella and made her way freely to the huge doors of the High Court, with no one in the way and no one taking pictures. She secretly thanked God for the rain that had fallen from heaven. Luck seemed to be on her side today.