Chapter 1
As Harvey and Mike walked from the law firm's town car toward Café Boulud on the Upper East Side; something caught the eye of one of New York's top corporate lawyers'. A woman stood there with a sizable handful of brightly yellow colored flyers; along with a donation box and a sign reading, 'Help us find our Missing Children.' Harvey made a slight beeline and walked over to the woman. He took a flyer and placed a fifty dollar bill into the donation box.
"God bless you sir," said the woman with an appreciative smile.
He nodded his head with a look of empathy and walked back over to where he left his associate, Mike Ross. He didn't say a word until they sat down and were waiting for one of their clients.
"Harvey, can I ask you a personal question?" Mike asked.
"You can ask but it doesn't mean I'll answer you," he smirked.
Mike threw Harvey one of his boyishly charming smiles.
"I couldn't help but notice whenever you get a chance to help any organization which involves missing children; you never hesitate, why? It's a great cause of course, I just…"
"It's okay," said Harvey.
He took out his cell phone and brought up a photo he had scanned in. He showed it to Mike. He took it and examined it closer.
"That's you, wow, what, about my age now? Who's the little….Oh my God, Harvey, do you have a little girl who went missing?" He asked with exaggerated blue eyes.
He sighed, "No, it's my little sister, Charlie."
"Charlie?" Mike asked with a look of confusion upon his face.
"It's short for Charlotte. My mom found out on her 40th birthday that she was pregnant. My parents said she was a miracle baby as they had been trying to have another child since I was a year old. It took them seventeen years. Anyway, that photo was taken of us when she was five. A week later…"he paused for a couple of moments, "a week later she was taken from the park," he paused again, this time with a few tears swelling in his beautiful dark chocolate brown eyes, "my mom said she turned her back for just a minute…"
"I'm really sorry Harvey. Did you ever get close to finding her?"
"No, never."
He took his phone back and pulled up another photo.
"This is a photo of what Charlie would possibly look like now at age 17. I had it done as soon as I learned about the technology of age progression."
Mike took the phone again and studied the photo closely. She had big green eyes, chestnut brown hair, a perfect button nose and lips that many women would pay to have enhanced to look like hers; full and plump.
"Wow, well, if the photo is accurate she is a beautiful girl," said Mike.
"Yes, I agree and if a miracle of all miracles happen and I ever find her again; don't even THINK of asking her out," Harvey smirks playfully but his smile does not reach his eyes, "honestly Mike, I would give anything for that to be a genuine threat. I take fighting off boys over nothing at all any day," he said softly.
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Three months had passed since Mike found out a part of Harvey's past. Across the bridge in Brooklyn a young girl was on the street hustling. She chose a path most girls don't on the street; she was selling drugs instead of her body for quick and profitable cash. She sat on a stoop in a nearby neighborhood and just waited. A man walked up and sat down next to her.
"Hey Trix, what's good, where's the Cali green?" He asked
"It's all good, right here, how much?" she answers.
"A dub."
She pulled out a small bag of weed and discretely handed it over to him as he slipped her a twenty dollar bill.
"See you Friday?" He asked.
"Yee yup, same time and you know where."
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"Mike," called Harvey.
"Yes, what's up?"
"In my office now please."
"On my way."
Mike left his desk and headed up to see his mentor. Once there he walked in and Harvey was ready with documents to hand over.
"I need you to go to Brooklyn today and get Mr. Peters to sign those."
"Brooklyn? What is he doing way over there?"
"Making some changes on his newest project; which involve those documents that you are now holding."
"Okay, but why can't you get our carrier service to do it?"
"Because I need them signed and back in my hands by three o'clock; and I want you to do it because I trust you to make sure every T is crossed and every I is dotted. The town car is out front waiting for you."
"Alright Harvey, I'll be back as soon as possible."
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Alright, I need a muse. I have a few ideas of how Harvey and Charlie reunite; but, I'm looking for new ideas. I'll of course give credit to whomever it is that presents me with a great idea. So let me know, how do YOU think Harvey and Charlie should reunite?