Corbin stood at the corner, looking out the glass wall while Linda took his place on the stool, and the questioning began.
"Did you see who shot you?" Linda's question set the stern mood.
Damain did not answer quickly. He paused for a moment and wore a thoughtful expression. Seconds later he let out a sigh and shook his head.
"He had a hoody and a face mask on and the parking lot was dark. I couldn't get a clear look at his face." He sighed.
Linda nodded while scribbling something on her note. Corbin gave Damain a thoughtful look for several seconds before speaking.
"Do you have an idea who it may be?"
Damain rubbed his chin and thought deeply, but slowly shook his head.
"You won a case for Twenty Shots just a month ago, putting Breezy in jail. Don't you think the cartel could have ordered a hit on you for retaliation?" Linda chipped in, and Damain jolted back in shock.
