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After waiting ten minutes for her return, I walked to my car and reached through my shattered rear window for my briefcase.
Curious, I approached Miss Lawyer’s car and looked through the passenger side window.
A few post-it notes clung to her glovebox, marred with little reminders. The steering wheel was sheathed in leopard print fabric, and red and black wires hung from the gear shift.
There’s no way in hell this woman has insurance.
While sirens sounded in the distance, I opened the wallet she left behind.
Tucked into the credit card folds were business cards from other law firms. Where the money should’ve been weremorebusiness cards from law firms, as if she were collecting them like infinity stones. There was also an expired MetroCard, a gift card to a West End deli, and two glow-in-the-dark condoms.
Medium-sized.
I can’t believe she offered this to me with a straight face.
“Sir?” Someone tapped my shoulder from behind. “Sir, are you one of the involved parties in this crash?”
I turned around to see a familiar police officer.
“Oh, it’s you, Mr. Carter.” He smiled. “What do you need from me this morning?”
An arrest warrant.“A…” I paused.
There was no point in plotting my revenge right now. “I just need a report for my insurance and a tow truck for both cars.”
“Where’s the driver of the Honda?”
“She left to seek medical attention.” I bailed her out for now. “She didn’t want to wait for an ambulance.”
“Well, the tow truck is on its way,” he said. “Do you need a lift to your firm?”
“That would be nice.”
“Give me one second.” He took pictures with his tablet, tapping the screen. “Do you have any idea what the other driver looked like?”
Sexy as hell.“It was a woman.”
“Um, can you give me a few more details than that?” He clicked his pen. “Eye color, height, hair?”
“She’s five foot six with green eyes and dark wavy hair that falls past her shoulders.”She also has a mouth with perfect bow-shaped lips and a body that deserves to be worshipped.
“Did she give you her name by chance?”
“Miss Lawyer.”
“Huh?”
“No,” I said. “We never got that far, but I’m not pressing charges.”
He looked over at the damage. “Are you sure?”
“Unfortunately.”
“You’re a far bigger man than me.” He printed a ticket before escorting me to his patrol car. “With that type of car, I’d be plotting her murder.”
There are things far worse than that.
Three traffic jams later,I strolled through the doors of Hamilton & Associates.
