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We worked hard all through the three days that we had left to work on the case. And it was good; I knew asking Jasper and Emmett to help me was a good thing. When they aren't goofing around or checking out calculating secretaries, they can conceive some brilliant angles on cases.
As soon as we got into the conference room the first time, I saw that all the hot shots in the entire branch had situated themselves in the conference room. Emmett, Jasper and I, the king pins, walked in and told them all what we had to do.
"I have sent all of you the case briefing, so you should know the task at hand. So let's get to work." I made for my chair, but was surprised when one of our lawyers, Mike Newton, asked me a question.
"Sir, why is it that we need so many people working on this case, if you don't mind me asking?" I was about to reiterate to him that I did mind him asking, when Emmett interrupted me.
"Have you ever seen Romeo and Juliet, Mike?" He asked, while putting an arm around Mike's shoulder.
"Yes, Sir." Mike looked suddenly much smaller when placed in comparison with Emmett's huge frame.
I was about to answer when Emmett, again, interrupted me.
"Well, Mike, I hope you find your's soon too, because it would appear that Mr Cullen here has found his Juliet."
I nearly tackled him, but my venomous stare was enough. How to get back at Mike though? I had an idea.
"Anyway, let's get to work," I said finally, once Emmett had shied away from my furious gaze. I wondered if Jacob Black would be as easy to handle as my two brothers.
We worked well for the rest of the three days, and my case was finished by half way through our third day. I told the crew hat they could stay and have a drink with Emmett, Jasper and I, or they could go back to work. Most went back to work, except for about three lawyers – one of which was Mike Newton. We sat rather uneasily, talking about sport and girls, and I regretted inviting those lawyers back. But when we were finished, I put my plan against Mike Newton into action.
"Mike, my cousin needs some legal work done," (which she indeed did, and was later contacted by Mr Newton), "could I give her your number?"
On the surface, he tried to appear glad to do my cousin's legal work, but I knew he was unwilling to give me his number under the surface.
But I got his business card and went straight back to my office, where Jessica was packing up outside. I locked the door and quickly copied down the number, without a phone or a fax or anything. The mobile number he had scrawled in the corner.
When I was done, I called Jessica into my office, knowing what I was going to do was mean and deceiving to Jessica, and mean and deceiving to Mike. But what the hell; it was a match made in heaven, that much was obvious.
"Yes sir?" She was wearing a turtle neck sweater. I nice improvement, I thought.
"How would you look to catch some dinner, during the week some time?" With Mike Newton, I silently added.
It took her a minute to answer, and I think I saw her pinch herself.
"That would be nice, Sir!" She sounded a little too eager than was healthy.
"Here. You pick." I handed her the number and she rushed out, virtually clicking her heels and singing. Perhaps she thought it was the turtle neck sweater that did it.
Today was Wednesday, the 23rd. Tomorrow was Thursday. Court would be in session.