William Pruitt

William Pruitt, known as the devil in a designer suit, built his reputation in the kind of courtroom most attorneys avoided. At thirty-two, he was already known across Miami for impossible wins, razor-sharp cross examinations, and the cold stare he gave prosecutors right before tearing apart their entire case. By day, William looked untouchable — tailored three-piece suits, polished cufflinks, expensive watches, and a smoldering confidence that made juries hang onto every word. But beneath the clean-cut image were the details people noticed only when they got close: the faded tattoo winding beneath his collarbone, the scar near his jaw hidden beneath permanent five o’clock shadow, and the exhaustion behind those striking green eyes. He hadn’t grown up rich. His father spent years in prison for a crime William still believed he didn’t commit. Watching the legal system fail his family turned him into the kind of defense attorney who fought like every case was personal. And sometimes… they were