Rachael walked hurriedly through the busy airport terminal looking for her driver, Glenn. Her high-heels clicking as she walked on the hard, terrazzo floor. Even she noticed the uneven tempo, her steps quick, then slow. Her legs were shaken, having just stepped off the plane after attending Michelle’s funeral in Phoenix. Rachael’s shoulder bag felt like it w...
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[Hi, sorry for the long delay, I moved house and didn't have much free time.] Interlude: The small jury The truly minor cases of day concluded, it was time to convene the intermediate court. The next cases concerned more serious matters or accusations and therefore called for the use of the small jury. At the same time, this was the first day the new jury...
Lawyers are evil people. They lie and cheat their way to get anything they want and fuck anybody who gets in their way. And even when they do a shitty job, you still have to pay them lots of money for their time. My lawyer, Gloria Chase, was one these lawyers for sure. I know because during the time I have known her she has fucked me over three times. This...
As the others slowly filed out of the courtroom, many craning their necks to get a better view of Lauren, Sue came over to us. "Congratulations, Girl!" she exclaimed, with a huge smile on her face. "You did it!" "Thank you." Lauren replied, with just as big of a grin. "I'm just glad it's all over, but I'm even more glad that I can never, ever, ever wear cl...
I've never submitted a story in the Loving Wives category, and I'm doing so now with great trepidation. Frankly, the commentators in this section are brutal. Many, though, are very insightful and offer genuinely thoughtful comments about writing style, character development, and the like. My only complaint with this category is that much of the basic plot li...
I'd like to thank the 30,000+ readers and everyone who made constructive comments to Annie. I was never really satisfied with it, so I've tried to rewrite it and I hope I've made it better. Your comments are welcome and appreciated. *** I pulled into a parking space away from the door, got out and locked my Ford Fusion, and walked into Jerry's Bar. It had...
+I pull into a parking space away from the door, get out and lock my Ford Fusion, and walk into Jerry's Bar. It has been a long, hot day, it was Wednesday, and I'm in the mood for a cold one, or two or three, and a sliced beef sandwich and some seasoned fries. Jerry's has the best brisket for anywhere in town serving cold beer, but not because he does his ow...
It was almost 8 pm and the courthouse was abandoned. The heels on my shoes echoed on the marble floor in the foyer. I greeted the security guard on the way to my chambers. I'd forgotten the Belanger brief and it had to be read before morning session. As I turned the corner, he startled me. A young upstart lawyer. What was he doing in the courthouse at this...
As a trial attorney, Brock Vanark wasn't just a Great White Shark – he was a killer whale. Despite his youth he had amassed an impressive string of victories defending large multinational corporations, or suing critics on their behalf, as the top litigator and rainmaker at McKenzie Squires P. C., an old fart establishment law firm in Washington, D. C. He als...