After a moment, a tall, thin man wearing glasses and a light blue shirt stood at Lawyer Lennox's door, reached out and knocked, saying, "Director, did you call for me?"
"Quentin Lowell." Lawyer Lennox sat behind his desk, looked at Lawyer Lowell standing at the door, and gestured for him to come in, saying: "I heard you took on Vincent York's case?"
"No, I haven't." The lawyer named Quentin looked at Lawyer Lennox with a puzzled face, saying: "I haven't received any cases today."
Lawyer Lennox turned his head and gave Black, who was sitting across from his desk, a meaningful look, then smiled and said to Quentin: "Oh, then it's nothing. I was just asking. How's your preparation for court next week going?"
"I'm working on it," Quentin quickly responded.
"Alright, you go on and continue your preparation. I have nothing else for now." Lawyer Lennox waved his hand, and the lawyer named Quentin turned and went downstairs again.
