Evie How am I supposed to focus when he just looked at me like I should be pitied? I am not going to accept his pity. Not now. Not ever. “I know that I can’t ever make up for what I did,” he says after a few minutes of silence, twirling a fancy fountain pen between his fingers. “But hopefully,
Evie I sit there dumbfounded as Timothy Hayes laid down the facts. He told me how he had all but been sidelined for the longest time. He had been wanting to break the contract for the longest time until one of the team members was out with a dislocated shoulder. And then another got sick from some
Evie I stand up quickly, pushing him away. “I’m your attorney, Timothy,” I snap angrily. “I could lose my job, which, by the way, is already hanging by a very thin thread.” “But,” he chuckles, “After this is all over, we can try again?” This time, the blow knocked the air from my lungs. “No,
Evie I was horrified. He had gotten himself a private investigator to find me. There was no other plausible reason for him to know where I was in the first place. “Answer the question, Mister Hayes,” I order, my tone becoming icy. He continues fumbling over his words. “I— I can explain.” Tha
Evie Blocks of texts began to merge into one another. After researching case after case about athletes and club related lawsuits for hours, my eyes had become red and strained. How could I help Timothy get more out of this case? From all the lawsuits I’d investigated, not one seemed to give the
Evie “Did you just throw her stuff in the trash?” asked Timothy, his tone laced with venom. His grip tightened on Jasper’s wrist and Evie could hear the bones shifting under his grip. Jasper gasped, his face growing an unflattering pink as he attempted to pull his arm away. “O-Of course not!”
Evie Jasper heaved a sigh of relief, but the boss was back in his face. “If you cost me my client, so help me...” He didn’t even finish the threat, instead miming that he would snap Jasper’s neck if he could. I avoided his eyes as he retreated into his office, locking the door behind him. If T
Stella crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her neck, her expression one of skepticism. With those heels on, Stella had about an inch of height over me that was slightly intimidating. When I was just a regular server to Stella, she hadn’t been this imposing. “Honestly, you don’t have to thre