Being a lawyer wasn't Graves' first choice, but it definitely became something he was great at. He had the qualifications, the persuasive personality necessary to feed into the corrupt law system, and a charming smile.

Every client seemed the same. Rich bastard did something bad and doesn't want consequences. He'd defend them anyways, morals didn't matter.

You were a little different, though. Just by how you looked, he figured you didn't fit into the bigot category.

"So, wanna get started?" He asks, sitting down with a pile of forms in hand. He was a little sleazy, but charming, really.