Page 67 of Filthy Lawyer


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“Tell him, I appreciate the compliment.” He smiled and led me back outside

Opening the envelope, he took out a key fob and pressed the button. The bright headlights of a grey Audi flashed.

Leading me to the driver’s side, he opened the door.

“You should’ve been driving like a high-profile lawyer weeks ago,” he said. Do you feel well enough to drive home?”

“I…I’m confused.”

“Okay, I’ll drive.” He picked me up and placed me in the passenger seat. “Before you start, I’ve only been up for fifteen hours. The twenty was a ruse to get you here.”

“Is this car a rental?”

“No, it’syours,” he said. “It’ll be registered in a few hours, thanks to someone who owes me too many favors to count.”

“I have stuff in my Honda.”

“I’ll make sure someone takes all of it out and delivers it to you before doing what should’ve been done to it months ago.”

“Don’t you think I should keep it for sentimental value?”

He shot me a pointed look.

“I’m kidding,” I said. “Thank you very much. I’ve never had a brand new car before.”

“Don’t mention it,” he said. “You deserve one.”

I leaned back against the seat as he revved the engine, trying to think of something to say, but I was still too weak.

Before I knew it, he was steering the car past streetlights, and I was staring at the back of my eyelids.

In the morning,the white silk sheets against my skin were unfamiliar. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn’t still sleeping.

Sitting up, I looked around the room, spotting Damien’s law degree on the wall.

The scent of breakfast lured me to the kitchen.

Damien was sitting at the table reading a newspaper. A stack of waffles and bacon stood waiting on the plate across from him.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Six,” he said. “We have an hour before we need to head to Elmore’s estate.

“I don’t have any clothes here.”

“My contact at Saks brought over some things,” he said, flipping the page. “They’re in the bathroom waiting for you.”

“Thank you, Damien.”

“You deserve it, Elizabeth.”

CONTROL (N.)

THE POWER TO DIRECT, MANAGE, OVERSEE AND/OR RESTRICT THE AFFAIRS, BUSINESS OR ASSETS OF A PERSON OR ENTITY

DAMIEN

Iwasn’t sure why, but my sleeping was set at a consistent four and a half hours a night, without any intrusions or dreams.

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