Treachery

“That’s my address. I’ll see you at seven sharp. As for today, I’ll postpone the inevitable.”

He leaves the bathroom as quietly as he entered, the crush of silence suffocating me until the door opens again and Marjorie pokes her head inside.

“Time’s up, Luca. We need to get in there to see what other nasty tricks Ta

Slipping fully inside, she makes her way to lean against the counter. I place my hand over Ta

“I spoke with my assistant, and she swears we never sent a Notice of Cancellation of our motion, which means that son of bitch your husband hired is not only playing games against you, but me as well.”

She brushes a hand through her platinum hair.

“I won’t let Ta

While I have no doubt Marjorie believes she stands a chance against Ta

He’s had years of experience manipulating the world around him to get what he wants. There isn’t anything low or slimy enough he won’t do. He’s a master at wrenching control and a maestro of always having the upper hand.

Marjorie is as good as fucked.

“Let’s go.”

Defeated, I lead Marjorie from the bathroom back into the courtroom, both of us taking our seats as court is called into session. Ta

“Your Honor, I’ve conferred with my office, and in light of the scheduling change today, as well as opposing counsel’s claim of lack of adequate notice of my client’s motion, I’ll ask at this time that we reschedule the matter for a later date.”

The only satisfaction I gain from Ta

Glaring up at Ta

It isn’t much, but that little bit of a stab back at him has to be enough for me at the moment. Wi

There is no doubt in my mind I’ll be meeting Ta

“Do you have any objection to continuing this matter, Counselor Stoneman?”

Marjorie grins, her fingernails tapping over the table. She isn’t naive enough to believe Ta

“I have no objection, Your Honor. Although I will admit I’m surprised Mr. Caine is extending the professional courtesy.”

“I’m nothing if not professional.”

Ta

“Very well, this matter is adjourned for now. Counselors, the next time you’re in my courtroom, be sure to have all your I’s dotted and T’s crossed. I do not appreciate having my time wasted.”

With that, the judge leaves the courtroom. We rise as he walks out, and I dare one more peek in Ta

Marjorie steals my attention when she touches my arm. Voice low, she makes a promise she can’t keep.

“I’ll get to the bottom of this tonight, and by tomorrow, you’ll have nothing to worry about when it comes to getting what you deserve.”

From over her shoulder, I watch Ta

There’s no question that I’ll get what I deserve from Clayton. The only question is whether I will do it bent over Ta