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“Keep me and the firm out of this mess.”
“The firm, maybe. But you, my friend, will definitely go down with me.”
He steps to my side and leans against the counter. We drink in silence, which was our ritual after we fought in high school. Back then, we were bloody, bruised, and barely breathing, but we sat on the school’s rooftop that overlooked New York City and shared a beer. It was also around that time when we vowed to conquer this city.
Almost two decades later, we have branches all over the States and in London and France.
And it still doesn’t feel like enough.
Nothing does.
“She’s growing up so fast.” King sighs, watching Gwyneth help the catering staff. “I want her to go back into being my little angel.”
“Kids aren’t constant.”
“Don’t I fucking know it. The other day, she was having a virginity talk with her friend.”
“Why the fuck are you talking about your daughter’s virginity to me? Or at all?”
He waves me off and continues, “I should’ve known this was coming, but I still had dark thoughts about all the ways someone could take her away. Then I started to seriously consider the option of becoming a killer to protect her.”
“Just so we’re clear, I won’t be your attorney.”
“Fuck you, Nate.”
“For abandoning you when you do something stupid?”
“For being a jealous motherfucker because I always win, not only in the street fights and with my higher grades, but I also had a child before you.”
“First of all, you didn’t win all the fights and the ones you did were always by some dirty play. Second of all, grades are subjective. I still win more cases than you do and my methods are smart and efficient, unlike your hard, ruthless ways that are more trouble than necessary. As for children, no thanks. I practically raised my nephew and he’s enough children for a lifetime.” I check my watch. Twenty minutes since I arrived. Five minutes more than I’d planned to stay. I place my glass on the counter. “I’m out.”
“Where to?”
“A meeting with a client.”
“On a weekend?”
“No rest for the wicked.” I turn and start to leave, but his voice stops me.
“Wait.”
“What?” I glance at him over my shoulder.
“You didn’t wish Gwen a happy birthday.”
“Do it on my behalf. I’ll leave you the gift.”
“Fuck no. You’ll go over there and do it yourself. I don’t want to see the disappointment on my angel’s face when she learns that her uncle Nate completely ignored her on her special day.”
Five minutes. I won’t stay any longer than that.
GWYNETH
I’m officially an adult now.
Or that’s what I like to think. Dad definitely still considers me a little girl that he needs to protect at all times.
I can sense him watching me, even when he’s out of sight. Especially during the moments when I plan to do something he doesn’t approve of.
