Constance could barely breathe and struggled to reply. "It's. . ." She closed her eyes for a second and exhaled a long calming breath. "It's all right." She pointed at the folder. "I know this guy."
"Conflict of interest? If you have a history with him, get it reassigned. We can send it to the Alternate Defenders."
"No! It's not that." She took a few seconds to make up an excuse. "I've never actually met him. He's just so familiar. I feel like I know him. Probably saw his face on the news." She smiled. "I can take this case."
Oh yes. She was definitely going to take this case.