Chapter 11 Pure Fallacy

Lyra sat frozen on the chair, like a statue, as she stared open-mouthed at the attorney.

Had she heard him clearly, or was she hearing things now?

She couldn't be sure, because she felt like she was going to swoon at the very next minute. She gripped the arm of the chair, trying to calm her raging nerves. "I'm sorry I didn't quite get you.