The Traps of Black Swan

Leon was trying hard to keep his cool and not get angry. The cops who were coming inside to check if he might respond to their questions stopped asking him anything. Leon thought he irritated them enough to keep them away.

However, the cops continued to enter his room more frequently. They would bring a man or two, just to simply pin as many cases on him. The simple case of pickpocketing, theft, and also harassing. Those small thieves were pointing at Leon and were stating Leon asked them to do it. It was like every little illegal, criminal, offensive activity in that police station area was done by Leon.

By the time Dylan entered inside with a city's top lawyer, Leon had seven dummy cases on him. Dylan looked concerned when he entered the cold interrogation room. The lawyer behind him had no special expression on his face. His gaze on Leon was hard to fathom.

"Brother Leon, are you alright? I am sorry, all the lawyers are declining to work against President Evans. Aeon declined to lend me, company advocates." He didn't ask Aeon.

On the surface, Dylan looked worried about Leon, whereas he was giving a reality check to Leon. Nevertheless, Dylan did meet many lawyers. Many who would please him at the sight, shooed him away from the door. Yet, Dylan wasn't offended. It became a market analysis for him.

Dylan pointed to the lawyer next to him, "Mr. Larson was reluctant too but I convinced him to at least speak with you before deciding." By the end of his words, Lawyer Larson was sitting in front of Leon and Dylan stood between them next to the table.

Leon barely glanced at the lawyer and watched Dylan. The latter was breathless, his shirt was wet here and there, highlighting he was running around. The faint dots of sweat were on his face and his hair wasn't tidy. It had marks of fingers running over the hair multiple times.

Leon wanted to trust Dylan but something in him was telling him not to do so. Dylan was the same yet something was odd. Leon scoffed, "You should hire him for yourself." He meant the lawyer. "Do you think she will let you off?" He sneered and looked at the lawyer.

Dylan snorted in his mind. Despite staying in dire situations, Leon hadn't learned. Ego and pride were deep into bones. 

"Mr. Larson is reluctant!" He stated mockingly. "Looks like you forgot the past." Many times they collided together and made money.

Larson was a man in his late thirties. A few years older than Leon. Any criminal cases regarding Leon were registered, he made sure to invalidate them for Leon.

"President… Mr. Harmon, I think you don't clearly know who you are going against. Have you read the handwritten complaint of President Evans?" Larson didn't show disrespect to Leon but sounded careful while speaking of Aarvi.

Larson responded to his own question, "I guess not. Your case is no simple one. President Evans didn't just take legal actions against you, she is warning the whole department. Do you know what happened after you were brought in here?"

Larson smiled sardonically. First time in his whole life, he read a very detailed handwritten complaint in such beautiful handwriting about three whole pages. Even though she hadn't warned the department directly, her subtle way of using words put the department in shock. If she dares to do so, underestimating her was stupidity. 

Leon furrowed hearing Larson's words. Aarvi was in a position where she could ask the cops to go near her to get the sign on the complaint paper. If she dropped by and gave a handwritten complaint, she was letting people know she was going to deal with Leon personally and the media would closely follow the case. If not the cops, now the media would dig up all the work of him without extra pay.

Larson again responded to his own question, "The cops voluntarily requested for a change in departments, transferred to different locations in the fear of getting suspended. 

This created quite a buzz and the whole country is looking here, at you. People are standing by President Evans, not in fear, to support a woman. And guess what!?... President Evans contacted none of them."

Larson was afraid of a mess of Leon tracing towards him. So he was keeping track of it, to be prepared to escape from the law. 

Dylan had thought Aarvi and Aaron were doing it behind the scenes. Hearing Larson, he faintly nodded. 'She is showing what true power is.' He thought and looked at Leon.

Leon who heard everything was managing to clench his teeth but on nonchalance. He asked, trying not to show his eagerness, "Who is handling my case?"

Larson pushed his mobile in front of Leon to show the pictures of cops. Dylan recognized most of them and Leon identified a few of them. "Some voluntarily put themselves ahead to work on the case and some are chosen by the ministry of home affairs. Many are still on the way to Mocon. The ones who are here, are waiting for you to mess up. The movement you lose control, they will kill you and state as if you attacked them." It was internal information he received. Larson pitied the man who went against the wrong person.

Dylan and Leon froze hearing Larson. Why didn't they know Aarvi had such a deep connection?

Larson noticed their dilemma, "Not Rivas, neither Louis nor Burton family. Somebody even stronger is backing her. Somebody who wields power at higher authority." 

Dylan blurted out, "The Evans." Leon got the same name on his lips. As far as they knew Aarvi wanted to deal with Leon on her own. So they couldn't understand why Evans was involved.

Leon and Dylan looked at each other. Both had the same thought in their mind. 'Aarvi doesn't know Evans acting behind the scenes.'

Larson looked at the two. Anybody could guess Leon couldn't simply try to kidnap Aarvi due to power of attorney. There was something brewing between them and he didn't know that.

Larson bluntly asked, "Did you rape President Evans?"

Both men were caught off guard. Leon would have responded as 'almost' but he didn't. He didn't want to be a laughing stock. So he denied, "No."

"Any of her friends, family, knowns?" Curious Lawyer questioned immediately.

Leon furrowed immediately and shut the man up, "Are you my lawyer? If not, take your ass out."

Larson nodded as he stood. With this behavior, it was going to be difficult for Leon to survive in the police station. Larson came to the main point, the reason behind his visit, "I got the news that you hired Lawyer James Crawford. Does he perhaps need an assistant who knows you well?"

Leon's face darkened. However, he didn't say much as Lawyers had their association, and information travels between them too fast. "Leave," Leon ordered. He wasn't a good man to start with. If Larson had shown interest in taking up the case instead of feeding his curiosity, he probably asked James Crawford.

Dylan had once read about James Crawford. An internationally renowned legal practitioner. He never lost a case and always turned the situation around if he was at the losing end. Dylan didn't know if he should pray for Aarvi or pity the foreigner.

Well, he will use his trump card only when he feels necessary.. So he wasn't the least bit scared of Leon.