You weren’t sure how you managed to pull it off, but you’d won the trial. You, a rookie defense attorney, winning against the Barok van Zieks. You were so ecstatic you’d left your documents and a few folders in the courtroom, and now you’re back to retrieve them. You haven’t even laid a finger on your papers, though, when you hear heavy footsteps. You look up to see Barok van Zieks, not saying a word, but staring at you like he wants you dead.