AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Let me begin by saying that if Barry’s fake tan having, hair plug getting, shoe lift wearing, wannabe ass lawyer was the last man on earth, I wouldn’t even let him sniff it. That’s on god. I’ve never sent him a text, tweet, email, DM, telegram or S.O.S, ever! How dare you get up enough nerve to barge your ass onto my floor at my place of business where your demented husband attacked me, talking about what did I do? I didn’t provoke him neither did I call that slithering sack of shit to my office. What I suggest you do is go and talk to your incarcerated husband and get the gotdamn story straight. You have the wrong one. If Barry was communicating with someone it sure as shit was not me. I don’t like vanilla nothing; flavor, scent, color and definitely not dick.”
“Why did I hear him say your name on the phone then?”
“How can I answer that question for you? How in the hell would I know that? I don’t know! What I do know is that this meeting is over. Don’t ever come here or contact me again.”
“You just watch your back!” she threatened.
Laila moved towards her.
“No, Laila. It’s cool. How about this. I will take the recording of this meeting to the prosecutor’s office to show that Barry has people on the outside trying to strong arm me into saying that the attack didn’t happen? Witness tampering is a felony. It would be interesting to see how long you would be a free woman.”
The shock registered in her eyes. I knew she understood my position.
“Like I said, don’t come near this building or anywhere I may be. I don’t make threats, Mrs. Leathen. Laila, please see her out.”
Jennifer stood abruptly and stomped to the door of the room.
“I don’t need help!” she seethed while throwing the door open.
She stomped out and through the glass doors at the front of the building.
“You okay, Vee?” Laila inquired.
“I’m fine. Just tired.”
“You handled her, though.”
“Yeah, but what gave her the courage to come and confront me? I’m the damn victim!”
“She was exercising that privilege they are all born with. You know they never see us as the victim. They are always right, and we are always wrong even when we were forced to come to this country, forced to work for free and forced to nurse their babies.”
“You preaching real good!” I laughed.
“Come on. Let’s get back upstairs.”
I walked out the door past Laila. She followed behind me.
“Wait a second, Ms. Patterson,” Laila said while stopping at the massive security desk. “Um, Fred,” she said while reading the security guard’s name tag. “Why did you let that woman up to the tenth floor when you have been given explicit instructions not to?”
“I uhh…she said…”
“She said what Fred?”
“She said she was with the district attorney’s office and didn’t need an appointment.”
“Fred, what were your instructions?”
“Not to let anyone up to the tenth floor without an appointment.”
“Did Ms. Patterson tell you something different?”
“No, but…”
“Did I tell you something different?”
“No, but…”
“But what Fred?”
