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“Um, okay…” He handed it over, and I dialed Elizabeth’s desk phone.
“This is Elizabeth Tanner, how may I help you?”
“I’m looking to sue a former partner of mine for abandonment,” I said. “How do you recommend I do that?”
“Oh my god…” She sighed. “I’m blocking this number, too.”
“You’re being unreasonable, and I want you to know that—”
She ended the call before I could say anything else.
I returned the phone and headed upstairs to my office.
“Do you own a calendar, Damien?” Andrew ambushed me the moment I stepped off the elevator. “Better yet, do you know the days of the week?”
“Yes, I know the days of the week, Andrew.”
“So, if I were to say, I need something on Thursday, you would know that day comes after Wednesday and before Friday, correct?”
I stopped walking and looked at him. “What is this about?”
“The Davis files,” he said. “Your team didn’t put them on my desk so I had to do them myself. So, either someone on your team has died or they need to be given a calendar as a parting gift from the firm.”
“I’ll handle it.”
“Thank you.” He held the door to the conference room open. “I’ll let you talk to the clients first.”
I stepped inside and took my seat at the table, glancing at the top sheet.
Olivia & Elliot Jacobs
I made sure the weekly food delivery I’d set up fro Elizabeth’s cats was still current.
“Today would be nice, Mr. Carter.” Andrew’s voice made me look up. “I’m happy to settle for tomorrow, but we’re not waiting until next week.”
“Sorry about that.” I cleared my throat. “As you know, Mr. and Miss Anderson, our firm specializes in your type of cases. We hope you’ll work with us.”
“Anderson?” The woman frowned. “We’re the Jacobs.”
“Please excuse me and my partner for a second.” Andrew glared at me as he stood up. “Mr. Carter, can you step outside with me, please?”
“Sure.” I gave a smile to the Jacobs and followed him down the hall.
“You’re off this case.”
“Thank you.”
“That’s not a good thing.” He crossed his arms. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Nothing. I’m perfectly fine.”
“You’re lying to my face, again,” he said.
“Okay, I’m less than fine, but I’m okay. I’m on top of everything.”
“The FBI has resorted to calling my phone and asking to talk to you.”
“They always want to talk about one of my clients, and they don’t pay me for it” I said. “They can wait.”
