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“Are you?”
“Where’d the guacamole come from?”
She fed Blake something that looked like pureed pumpkin or carrot. He sucked it down like it was the best thing he’d ever had.
“I saw some delivered to another table. It looked good, so I ordered some.”
I shoveled the dip on a chip. “No. I’ve tried to refer him to other lawyers. Ones better than I am.”
She looked at me incredulously. “Did I just hear correctly? I thoughtthePatrick Whitley was the best attorney who ever existed?”
“I might have claimed that title a time or two.”
“Million. Two million times.”
“Your brother is jealous because he isn’t as good as I am.” I winked at her.
“I told you that you can’t use that move.”
“Who’s going to stop me?”
“So what are you going to do about this guy?”
“What should I do?”
“Do you know what he wants?”
“Are we back to twenty questions?” I sank down in the booth.
“Not if you answered mine.”
“He says his son isn’t guilty of what he’s been accused of. If I had a million dollars for every time somebody came into my office and said that—”
“Oh wait. You do.”
Smarty pants.Though it was true.
“You want the best, you gotta pay for the best.”
“Call the cops.”
I sighed. “I’m afraid that’s what it’s coming to.”
“You believe him. Or at least you think there’s a chance he might be telling the truth.”
My phone buzzed. That was fast.
You can’t hide
Unknown number. What the hell did that mean?
My phone buzzed again with the text I’d been expecting.
He’s gone
“Gerard says he left. And yeah, something about the guy gets to me.” And I really wished he didn’t. That made it difficult to change my career path.
“Why’d you go into law anyway?”
