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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Nick
I thoughtabout it all night…
I made plans.
I planned to not get involved like I was warned but not until I had to.
So I thought of a legit way to keep Mia with me as much as possible or just more within my reach.
This idea came to my mind last week when she told me about law and her pursuits but the guy I needed to speak to was away on business.
Today was his first day back in the office. I called asking to speak to him, was told he was block booked until the end of the month, then I gave my name and suddenly there was room for me.
One hour later I strolled into Barkers and Peter Barker is actually waiting for me.
He looks nervous.
I’ve never been here under other circumstances which saw him worried for his life or scared to do something we were telling him. We don’t have any qualms as such, it’s just we’re not the kind of people who’d stop over for a chat.
The last time I saw him Vincent was with me and it wasn’t a good visit. One of the workers at the shipping company thought they could be clever and sue us for unsuitable working conditions when it was them who was sabotaging equipment.
Peter not only dealt with the case but also very kindly handed our worker friend a law suit of our own and beat his ass in court.
It was the kind of case where you needed a good lawyer to dig deep in the shit so you came out on top. We wiped the floor with the man and he’s still trying to pay us back.
“Mr. Giordano, it’s a pleasure.” He smiles putting out his hand to shake mine. I take it and sit in the seat in front of him.
The smile on his face is genuine but I’m certain it’s not a pleasure to see me. He’s tense because he has no idea why I’m here.
Honestly, the fact I’m here and the reason I’m here shocks me too.
“What can I do for you?” he asks.
“Well,” I begin and cross one leg over the other, leaning on to his desk like this is my office and he’s here to see me, not the other way around. He’s staring in anticipation. “A few weeks back you got an application from Mia Chase.”
I don’t actually expect a man like him to know who I mean. He’s the boss and he has roughly five hundred members of staff in Chicago and God knows how many in the other branches. Applications must come in all the time and he’s not going to remember one person who applied for a position and never got it.
It shocks me to shit though when he looks like he does. It took him less than a second to realize who I meant and then another second to get the question in his eyes of why I’m here about her.
“I remember her. It’s not a lot of applicants we get here that stand out. She did. I wrote back to her myself because her application was impressive. Didn’t know she was associated with you.” He looks me over with the same question in his eyes and I smile.
“She is.”
“Let me guess…” he sighs. “You want me to give her a job.”
I lean forward. “Mr. Barker, I respect your work. I’m not gonna force something on you. If she was shit you’d have to dig around to jog your memory on who I’m talking about. What happened? Why isn’t she working here?”
He raises his brows a little surprised by my answer.
“Budget. There was another applicant who had fifteen years of experience and came with a niche area of intellectual property law I couldn’t refuse. So I had to make a decision. She’s good though. I just don’t have the budget. Two of my partners pulled out a few months back and took their clients. Let’s just say they were the high paying, high profile ones. It’s just me now. So, that’s why I couldn’t take her on.”
I’ve heard of shit like that happening to a lot of people. It always dealt a blow.
“So, you would have taken her if you had the budget?”
“Absolutely. There’s no doubt I would.”
