Page 78 of Filthy Lawyer


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I followed her directions, stopping when I saw a salt-and-pepper haired man pacing the floor.

“Are you Mr. Pennington?” I asked. “I’m Elizabeth, and I have an interview here today.”

“So, you’re a real person and not a bot?” He smiled, extending his hand. “I was super suspicious when I received your application.”

“Why is that, sir?”

“Because you accidentally applied to be an intern.”

“That wasn’t an accident,” I said. “That’s where I want to be.”

“Ha! That’s not happening.” He snorted. “If you were good enough to practice law for Hamilton & Associates, that’s a verification in itself. You’re hired.”

“Sir, I’m honored by that, but—”

“Let’s get you settled,” he interrupted, ushering me down a winding, cluttered hallway.

He opened the door to a small corner office and hit the lights.

“This is where all the magic happens!” He smiled. “It’s not fancy, but it’ll get the job done.”

“It’s perfect for a fresh start.”

“I’ll send someone from tech support to get your laptop set up to our system by the end of today. Any questions?”

“Only a couple,” I said. “When can I speak to your private investigators?”

“Our what?”

“The people on staff who do the investigations,” I said. “You know, to make sure we know everything we need to know about our clients and check their claims.”

“We represent people who can’t afford counsel, Miss Tanner.” He looked amused. “We don’t need to know that much about them, and we let the prosecution give us whatever evidence they have. We only focus on hitting our billable hours and getting through the trials.”

“Okay. Well, how many cases am I expected to handle?”

“As many as you can.” He shrugged. “These people are lucky to get a defense, and we have a capped salary, so don’t work too hard.”

I nodded, keeping the rest of my questions to myself.

“Welcome to the team!” He left my office, and a part of me felt like I was making the biggest mistake of my life.

Then again, falling in love with Damien already filled that category.

This couldn’t be any worse.

RISK OF LOSS (N.)

THE RESPONSIBILITY A CARRIER, BORROWER OR USER OF PROPERTY OR GOODS ASSUMES OR AN INSURANCE COMPANY AGREES TO COVER IF THERE IS DAMAGE OR LOSS

ELIZABETH

Okay, I take that back.

If the file rooms at Hamilton & Associates were considered “the tombs,” this place was an unkempt cemetery. There were cases that were in various stages of limbo and neglect, clients who were languishing in jail due to evidence we didn’t have the resources to vet, and heartbreaking testimonies that wouldn’t see the light of day for years.

“The system isn’t fair, Elizabeth. It would fall apart if it was.”

I shook away Damien’s words and pulled out a more recent case, determined to help someone.Anyone.

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