Never Butted Heads in Port Charles
Lilah looked around the empty courtroom, surveying the scene.
“Preparing for a case?”
Lilah turned to see a handsome dark-haired man standing behind her. She flashed him a smile.
“You must be D.A. Lansing. I’ve seen you on the news. You seem pretty intent on putting my client behind bars.”
Ric matched Lilah’s cold smile with one of his own. “Lilah Morgan, I presume. As for your client, Faith Rosco is a mob boss. She’s guilty of murder.”
“Prove it in court.”
“I will,” Ric said as he headed out of the courtroom. “By the way, welcome to Port Charles.”