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The morning sun filtered through the dusty windows of Ezekiel's new office. The room was small. Bare. A desk. A chair. A filing cabinet. But it was his. And it was perfect.He sat at the desk. Documents were spread before him. The Maria Santos case. He had studied it all night. Every complaint. Every violation. Every piece of evidence.The door opened. Bryan walked in. His tablet was in hand."She's here. Maria Santos. Her friend Marcus is with her."Ezekiel nodded. "Send them in."The door opened wider. A man walked in first. Tall. Broad shoulders. Kind eyes. Behind him was a short woman. Round. Warm. Her eyes were red and puffy. She looked exhausted.Marcus stepped forward. He extended his hand."Mr. Lawson? I'm Marcus. I'm a friend of Maria's. I heard you were a good lawyer. I told her she needed to come see you."Ezekiel shook his hand. "Please. Call me Ezekiel."Maria stepped forward. Her voice was shaky."Thank you for agreeing to see us. I didn't know where else to turn."Ezeki
A court case, the move
The penthouse was quiet. Ezekiel sat at the large glass table. His laptop was open. Documents were spread out before him. Bryan stood across from him. His tablet was in hand."Richard Williams," Bryan began. "Age fifty-eight. CEO of Palmer Industries. Married to Margaret Williams for thirty-five years. Two daughters. Grace and Charlotte."Ezekiel nodded. His eyes scanned the documents."Tell me something I don't know."Bryan smiled. He tapped his tablet."He has a mistress. Her name is Victoria Reed. She's a former model. Twenty-eight years old. They've been seeing each other for the past three years. He set her up in an apartment in the East Village. Pays for everything. Rent. Clothes. Cars. Trips."Ezekiel looked up. His eyebrows raised."Does his wife know?""Not yet. But she suspects. There have been arguments. Late nights. Unexplained expenses. Margaret is not stupid. She just chooses to look the other way."Ezekiel leaned back. His fingers drummed on the table."A mistress. That
Stay dead
The car glided through the city streets. Ezekiel sat in the back. His eyes were fixed on the passing lights. Leo's words echoed in his mind. "You should go back to law school." If only Leo knew. If only anyone knew. The car pulled up to a building. Tall. Glass. Modern. Ezekiel stepped out. The driver nodded. Ezekiel walked inside. The lobby was marble. Gold accents. A concierge in a tailored suit smiled. "Good evening, Mr. Lawson." Ezekiel nodded. He walked to the elevator. Private. Key card access. He pressed the button for the top floor. The elevator rose. Fast. Smooth. The doors opened onto a penthouse. Spacious. Minimalist. Floor-to-ceiling windows. The city sprawled below like a carpet of lights. Bryan was waiting. He stood by the window. A tablet in his hand. His face was serious. "Welcome home." Ezekiel walked in. He didn't look around. He already knew the place. Bryan had sent him photos. Videos. Everything had been arranged. "Anything new?" Ezekiel asked. Bryan no
His only friend
The Ritz was everything the small restaurant was not. Crystal chandeliers. White tablecloths. Soft music playing in the background. Waiters in crisp suits moved silently between tables.Leo looked around. His eyes were wide. His hands were clammy."Ezekiel, this place is too expensive. We can't afford this. Let's go somewhere cheaper. I don't mind. Really."Ezekiel sat down. He picked up the menu. His face was calm."Sit down, Leo. Order whatever you want."Leo didn't move. He stood there. Fidgeting."I'm serious. This is too much. We can find a burger joint. A diner. Anything."Ezekiel looked up. His eyes were firm."Sit down. Please."Leo hesitated. Then he sat. He grabbed the menu. His hands were shaking."I can't order anything. Look at these prices. A steak costs more than my rent."Ezekiel sighed. He waved at the waiter. The man came over. Professional. Polite."Yes, sir?"Ezekiel didn't look at the menu. He spoke from memory."He'll have the ribeye. Medium rare. With truffle ma
Show off
Bryan handed Ezekiel a new phone. The screen was bright. The device was perfect. Top of the line."We're all set," Bryan said. "The new house is ready. I had everything arranged while you were recovering."Ezekiel looked around. The room was spacious. Modern. Gigantic windows. The view was breathtaking. The city stretched out before him. Skyscrapers. Bridges. Rivers. The sun was setting. Everything looked good.He walked to the window and placed his palm against the glass. The city below hummed with life.It was beautiful.He turned to Bryan. His face was serious."Did you get the number of my friend Leo?"Bryan nodded. He pulled out a notepad. He read the number aloud.Ezekiel dialed. The phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times.Leo picked up. His voice was panicked."Hello? Who is this?""Leo. It's me. Ezekiel."There was silence. Then a scream."Ezekiel? Oh my God! I thought you were dead! I thought the cops took you! I hid when they came. I didn't know what happened. I've been losing
God of Law
A laugh echoed through the casino. Ezekiel lay on the floor. His eyes swollen shut. His body broken. Blood dripped from his lip.The footsteps stopped beside him. The voice spoke again. Calm. Amused."The police siren ringtone really helped. They all scattered."Ezekiel tried to open his eyes. He couldn't. Everything was dark. Everything hurt.Two sets of hands grabbed him. Lifted him. He was pulled to his feet. He stumbled. Someone held him steady."Get him to the car. Now. He needs hospital treatment."They moved. Fast. Ezekiel couldn't see. He could only feel. The cold air outside. The car door opening. The soft seat beneath him. The engine starting.He drifted in and out of consciousness. The pain was too much. His ribs screamed. His face throbbed. His head pounded.Then darkness.*** ***He woke up in a white room. The smell of antiseptic. The beeping of machines. The soft light from a window.His eyes opened. Slowly. Painfully. His vision was blurry. But he could see a figure si
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