Attorney Novels & Stories

My gaze lingered at the attorney who is currently looking at the menu. He is mestizo with a slightly tanned skin maybe because of outdoor activities but what caught my attention is his familiar presence. That arrogant aura, the smirk and even his eyes and the way it darkens every time he turns serious. He surely looks like someone I know. "So Attorney, your law firm handles all the legal affairs of the Bachs, including the medical lawsuits, right?" He nodded, giving me his full attention. "Can I see a copy of the number of lawsuits filed against our hospital for the past years?"

"I have something for you." "Yes?" He took a step back towards her and raised an eyebrow tentatively. When she returned she handed him a business card. "In case you need to reach me." She smiled at him politely. He looked at her like she was very strange and then the door was shut in his face. When he looked down at the card, he saw that it did indeed have contact information and it read Anthony Braun Attorney at Law.

”ooh you are the cousin whose boyfriend died the same night you gave birth? “yap that’s me. If you have nothing more let me show you out “I say as I walk to my office door opening it wide enough “oooh and Anne, I’m miles’ lawyer. “I state and shut my door on her face not waiting to see any reaction.

Instinctively, her hands reached down for her stomach and Kate saw his eye twitch, his cool composure dropping for a fraction of a second, before the smarmy grin returned, his head tilting to the side to listen to his lawyer. Thankful for the distraction of the prosecutor, Kate answered their basic questions; her name, her relationship to the defendant, their history, before he delved into the details of the two attacks Preston had made on her life. Her gaze constantly darted back to Sandy, who smiled and nodded reassuringly as Kate recounted her experiences; the friendly prosecutor offering her the same kind smiles and encouraging nods. The nerves that swarmed her stomach had barely subside

“Mr. Caldwell, where is your attorney?” I stood, my legs trembling, my voice barely a whisper. “I don’t have one, Your Honor. The Bureau didn’t assign me—” The door swung open, cutting me off. A man strode in, tall and lean, his suit impeccable, his silver hair neatly combed. He carried a briefcase, his steps confident as he approached the bench. “My apologies for the interruption, Your Honor,” he said, his voice smooth, commanding. “My name is Vincent Martinez, and I’m Mr. Caldwell’s attorney.”

“Oh, is that so? And why so tense, girl?” “Well… Y’know. Just from the work on the garden and all that.” Debby looked down at her shoes as she felt her cheeks burning up. “Oh. I see.” The man said as he raised an eyebrow. “I fully understand. You see, I’m an attorney. A very busy attorney, and… well, I just need a bit of alleviation.” Debby now really started to feel rather uncomfortable. Mr Salvatore appeared to notice her embarrassment, but didn’t comment on it.

She looked in my direction as I walked in. "Samantha Jones?" She grinned. "Yes, I apologize for keeping you waiting," I grinned back. She stood up to shake my hand, and I returned the gesture. "No, that is fine. I am just glad I was not late. I would not want to upset Mr Williams by delaying his bride." I am not sure if I should smile or not. She laughed as we sat. "I'm Charlotte Jackson, and I will be your attorney. Let us get started." She pulled out her laptop.

But deep in my heart, I wanted to smack her. Silly bitch! “Mrs. Smith, I understand that, but the law is quite specific on these kinds of matters,” I nodded and continued. “Now, your attorney doesn’t know some basic things like this and is about to accompany you to the states to file for the suit? That only shows one thing…” I paused, raised my gaze to her face, and chuckled. “Your attorney isn't competent enough. If he or she neglects and misses the small details, then what type of attorney can he or she be called?”

she giggled in spite of the serious conversation. Atticus cleared his throat, “the five families do meet monthly with me in attendance. I also remain on retainer to manage any potential issues which arise in our business. I am an international law lawyer with my own company and several exceptional talents who report to me. I am legally able to represent you in more than nineties countries all over the world.” “Holy shit. You need to be brilliant.”

When their eyes met, he approached them. "The attorney is coming." He looked at Rain. "You look tense. Just calm down." She struggled with it and did not answer him. She just looked at her cousins who were busy on cell phones. Shee heard a car stop at the entrance to the mansion. They stood up to welcome the new arrival. A tall and dark man got out of the car. It was carrying a black attached case and approached them. "Good morning. I'm Atty. Harold Reymundo—lawyer of Doña Aitana De Lara." He extended his hands to them all and they accepted it.