The Grim Reaper's Lawyer Novels & Stories

Stacey eyed with a smile. “Hell of an upgrade,” Stacey said. The door closed behind him and Riley cast a spell around the room, covering the walls in golden light before she took a seat beside my bed. “This is your legal team, Eva and Emily. Don’t be fooled by their sweet demeanors. They are vicious.” I smiled and offered my hand to the two women. They shook my hand and smiled. “We’ve heard a bit about your situation, Miss Graves. We’ll do everything we can to make sure they pay on both sides of the law.”

“Exactly that. I’ve been paid and instructed to enforce this clause. You’ll hear the contents of the will in one year’s time. Not a day sooner.” Ethan shot to his feet, his chair scraping violently against the floor. “You can’t be serious. What is this, a joke?” The lawyer didn’t flinch. “I don’t make the rules. I simply ensure they are executed.” He closed the folder calmly, preparing to leave. Ethan grabbed his arm. “You’re not going anywhere-” That was a mistake. One of the guards, who looked like he could rip a car door off with his pinky, stepped forward from behind the lawyer and grabbed Ethan’s wrist. He didn’t even speak, just pressed down hard.

A terrible hunger swept over me as I stepped out of the shower so I had to eat before I called Martins over. “I learned that a lawyer scammed her when she was looking for who to represent her mother,” I stated and he confirmed that it was true. “So why is the lawyer still breathing after doing that?” I continued A brief silence occurred before he bowed and said, “I will bring him to you with immediate effect” and went out. ****

The grief that gripped my heart was still there, only now, there were a million thoughts and sensations that made the crippling feeling foggy with each passing week. Exactly one week after the funeral, on one morning right as Leo was heading out for work, the lawyer called. I watched from my comfy spot in the living room. 'The lawyer,' he signed to me before picking up his phone. His shoulders tensed, but as he listened, his body slowly relaxed. He plopped down beside me with a sigh. 'You're in the clear.' he signed. "Oh, okay," I blew out a breath, "great then." Leo's smile didn't reach his eyes as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, 'why don't you go put your clothes on, we'll drop b

I asked, still trying to wrap my mind around the absurdity that happened to be my life. “Sit down, Elena,” He instructed, gesturing for me to sit on the chair in front of an iron desk. His gesticulation drew my attention to the middle aged man at the far end of the room. My heart skipped at the sight of the man. He was familiar. Mr. Sanchez, my lawyer, or rather, the legal representative of the Grant family, served as my lawyer when I was charged with second-degree murder.

His posture was rigid, like a deer cornered, knowing it was far too late to run. With a voice calm and laced with deadly promise, I asked, “Now… tell me everything I need to know about Reina Vale’s case. The real documents. The real truth. Not the fantasy you made her believe.” The lawyer’s mouth opened, but all that came out was a shaky breath. Then, trying and failing to muster some semblance of courage, he said, “I’m not afraid of you. You can’t do this. I’m a lawyer. I’ll report this to the police and have you arrested for—”

”I stiffened, a smile of satisfaction creeping across my face. “It’s me,” I said, matching the secrecy of the tone. “What’s the update?” “The grey hound has landed. The voice continued. The response was immediate and unsettling. “Adrian’s lawyer is here. And he is someone you might want to see.” A jolt of tension surged through me. “I’ll be with you shortly” I managed to say, wondering who the grey hound was.

“I am not dying. I am not thinking of dying. I am tired. That’s it.” Mama Li blinked. “Oh.” Uncle Thomas cleared his throat. “Ah.” I glared at them both. “You are exhausting.” Mama Li recovered first. “You scare us.” “You scared yourselves,” I shot back. I reached for the door to slam it shut again when Wang spoke. “The lawyer is here.” My hand hovered on the door. “What?” I asked slowly. Wang swallowed. “A lawyer Mama Li hired. He arrived.” My stomach dropped. I closed my eyes for half a second, bracing myself, then opened them again. “Fine.”

I really hope there’s a snow storm one of these days, but on one of the rare days where I am off work. I almost snicker at the impossibility of it. Graham is already seated, one hand on his cane, mouth twisted in a frown. “I apologize for time…” I start, instinct kicking in. “They say you’re the best lawyer in all of Coldwater.” I hide my wince as I take a seat opposite the old man. Asher stands close enough that I feel his body heat, and presence. It’s very distracting. Still, what I call the lawyer mode is something I can’t tweak, it comes on the second I sit across a would be client.

I address my fellow lawyer who looks bored out of his mind. “You can since no appearance has been made official yet to court, and also because you just can.” He replies. “I can’t do it and I won’t” I state. “Is this how you pay back family Amanda? Remember we were with you when Tristan died, when your dad died and when you were raising your son Tony Isaac was with you all along not minding that he had lost his brother only to comfort his sister in law when….”