Simone gritted her teeth. She hated the idea that the justice system she worked for, gave her life to, helped people like Rachel Doyle in anyway. Rachel just knew all the tricks, she told herself, and she'd have to make sure she knew them to.
"The boys back there were hardly your normal sort of clients, Rachel. Have you suddenly had a change of heart?" She asked, still trying to figure out what could have been Rachel's motive for defending them.