After a quick five minutes of letting the cold shower try to wash off his pounding migraine, he wiped himself clean and joined Pandora on the bed, gently pulling her into a cuddle. At least, with her close to him, all his worry would be caused to cease. Tomorrow, he had a trial to get and he needed to get some rest.
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The next morning, Braxton woke up earlier than usual. His trial for Mrs. Anabelle Bridges was scheduled for today. For the other cases who had surfaced with their lawsuits, but that didn't involve anyone dying, he had paid off damages.
