Seven: Lawyer Lisa I

Lisa's pov:

My legs ache from the impact of Erin's fingers inside me. If I had a dollar for every time I said I'd resist him, I'd be a millionaire by now.

Because there was no way on earth that I would be able to get over him completely when he was always hovering over me like that. So I decided to get a distraction.

I wasn't having any cases and it only aided my need to get out of the house. Just as I had laid back down to resign to my fate, my phone screen lit up.

Megan was calling.

“Megan!” I squealed, “Thank God that you called. I was looking for a distraction, please tell me you have one.”

Megan was laughing, “Actually, I do. But it's a serious one, where are you?”

“My mother's house. What's the emergency?”

I felt her smile on the other end, “Alright, grab your coat and meet me at the court in 10. Someone needs your help over here.”

I asked no further questions, I loved it, “Ten? I'll be there in seconds. Hold on for me baby.” I hung up.

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I wasted no time getting myself ready. Within minutes, I was already at the courthouse, Megan was waiting for me by the entrance. An average woman stood by her side, her eyes were swollen.

“Lisa!” Megan squeezed me into a hug the moment I got close. Her cinnamon scent refreshed my nose and I loved it.

“You got here fast enough,” She scanned me, making sure nothing was amiss.

“The call of emergency was worth answering. So tell me, who is the man we are crushing today?”

Megan rolled her eyes, “Not a man actually. Men. Meet Camille Kent, her husband was wrongly sued for the possession of a property. All the details are with her lawyer who chickened out today.”

I gasped, “Chickened out? Is he sick?”

Camille shook her head. Her face was really worn out like she had lost several nights of sleep. Megan led us into the building as she briefed me on how Camille called her as her only ray of hope.

“I had to call you for this. My head is on the verge of falling off,” She laughed, holding her head.

I turned to Camille, “Ma'am, has your husband ever acquired a property that never belonged to him?”

She was quick to refuse, “Never. He had put me in charge of his properties so I knew when he got another one. He would never get a property without telling me.”

I glanced at Megan who shared the same look with me. I was utterly confused. When I looked back at the woman, her attention was shifted elsewhere.

The woman looked across to find Bruce settling into his office. I followed her eyes and saw that she was staring at him.

“Hey, don't do that. You could get into trouble, do you know him?”

She nodded, looking scared. “He’s the man that sued my husband. The other lawyer just dropped the case this morning and when I asked why, he refused to tell me anything.” She was sobbing.

I looked at Megan who held the woman and began to comfort her, “Don't worry, Lisa will get you justice. You have nothing to worry about.”

“Yes, your husband will get released, I promise you that,” I added, sympathy increasing in my heart for her.

I turned to Megan, “Take her to your office, I'll join you soon. I need to speak to Bruce.” Megan nodded and pulled the woman towards the direction of her office while I walked to Bruce's office.

The moment I got in, Bruce was already standing by the door. He had been expecting me.

“I knew you'd come, especially after hearing whatever that old lady told you,” He walked over to his table and poured himself a drink.

He gestured to the chair, “Have a seat. Let's hear what you have to say.”

I put my hand out, “There will be no need for that. I can say it standing.”

He nodded, sipping the alcohol, “Mhm…let's hear it then.”

I tugged my coat to my body, “I’m taking up her case so I need a briefing on what happened. She said something about you suing her husband inappropriately, is that true?”

“Did she say why?” He asked, digging his eyes into me as he sipped his drink slowly.

I shrugged, “I came to hear directly from you since you're the lawyer fighting against her.”

He was smiling, “What can I do to make you drop it?”

“Excuse me?” My eyebrows raised in curiosity, waiting for him to repeat what I thought I heard him say.

“What’s your worth, Lisa? Tell him so you can walk away from this case, it will add nothing to you, trust me.”

“Are you trying to bribe me?”

A sly grin reached his lips, “We don't call it bribe. We call it compensation, Lisa. Compensation for damages, for wasting your time.”

I found myself smiling like a maniac. Who did Bruce think I was? One of those baby lawyers who didn't know how to handle the law?

“You actually think that I came here to warm my pockets? You should have thought better than that, Bruce. You should have asked around.”

His eyes flickered. The confidence he had brewing inside was replaced with fear and doubt.

“Lisa, come on,” He gulped his drink, dropped the glass on the table and walked towards me, “Don't pretend you don't collect them when you get the chance to. Don't worry, it's just us. No one else has to know about it. And as for her, she'll get tired eventually and her husband will still get released, he won't be stuck in there forever.”

His words stirred up disguise me. I didn't think Bruce would be so low, so cruel. I took a few steps back, now I was going to take the case head-on.

“We have never met in court, have we?”

He stopped to assess my words, “Not that I remember before, no. Why?”

“We will meet in court then, Bruce. I hope your pockets are enough to save you by the time we are done.”