f901c92b44 Bulky for a reason. .. The man with the rubber boots slammed the door behind me, and slowly waved the gun through the air so that all eight litigators could admire it. I felt lucky to be childless. I carry a gun, legally, because my name and face tend to attract attention from the type of people who also carry guns and don’t mind using them. Umstead was able to flex his wrists so that the ropes almost fell loose when I finished with him. They smile from billboards as they beg for your bankruptcy and swagger in television ads as they seem deeply concerned about your personal injuries, but they’re forced to pay for their own publicity. Next door is Partner, a hulking, heavily armed guy who wears black suits and takes me everywhere.
A frayed and tattered trench coat fell to his knees. We were a bunch of lawyers! Using a series of grunts and gun thrusts, he lined the eight litigators up against the wall, and when their positions suited him he turned his attention to me. He arranged the hostages questioning, figuring out their income for the current year, and how much money they have given to the homeless. Wires ran like colored spaghetti from the tops and bottoms of the sticks, and silver duct tape kept things attached. I can’t say it made me famous because, seriously, how can you say a lawyer is famous in a city of a million people? Plenty of local hacks think they’re famous. This place has been moving backward for fifty years, and one lousy verdict will not change its course. But we had security guards to deal with the riffraff. He lives alone in a small but extremely safe penthouse apartment, and his primary piece of furniture is a vintage pool table. I’m being paid by the State to provide a first-class defense to a defendant charged with capital murder, and this requires me to fight and claw and raise hell in a courtroom where no one is listening. He carefully backed himself into the seat at the end of the table and sat down.Take the rope, he said to me.
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