Nicolette had given her a key and dropped her off at 7am. She told her that if she wanted to be picked up it wouldn’t be until after eight. Martier had no intentions of sitting here that long! The nun’s small apartment was close to the school…but not close to the bus stop. It would be a long walk home each night. Maybe she should call Dhakiya…
But her friend would insist that she stay with her and she wouldn’t understand her reasons for saying no.
“We saw the commotion yesterday when they escorted Miss THANG out.” The white haired lady said. Her name was Lois. Lois looked like a kindly grandmother but Martier knew that if she didn’t like you she would be a force to be reckoned with. She appeared to be in her late fifties. Like Claudette, she tended to dress more on the casual side but still nice.
“IT took her computer, too.” Claudette added. Martier wondered again how she knew everything that happened around here.
“Did they find anything out of place on it?” She asked curiously figuring that if Claudette knew everything she may as well use it to her benefit.
“Nothing has been said yet, but you mark my words that one is going straight to jail-do-not-pass-go!”
Jane ate the last chip then stared into the bag. She looked at the group of people that had befriended her; all at least 15 years her senior. “Ladies, I wanted to tell you that I won’t be going by the name Jane any longer.”
“Oh….kay.” Lois said while giving her a sidelong look.
“I’ll be using my given name which is Martier.”
“Oh that’s much prettier than Jane.” Diana said. She was Claudette’s age. She wore very nice jewelry and wasn’t quite pretty in the traditional way, but her clothes and styled hair made her so. She liked these ladies even though she had already figured out that these three unassuming women were very powerful figures at the firm.
CHAPTER 12
Jakob walked over to Tim while they waited for the meeting to come to order. “So I suppose Priscilla wasn’t to your liking? I have to say I’m very surprised. The rack on her alone should have piqued your interest.”
Tim gave him a rueful smile. “A warning about her breasts would have been nice. My eyes damn near popped out of my head.”
Jakob laughed quietly. “Elaina’s pretty disappointed. She’s in match-maker mode.”
Tim shook his head seriously. “Tell her to focus her talents on someone else. I intend to become an international playboy.”
“Are you fucking kidding? We can barely get out of Cincinnati.”
The meeting came to order and they discussed various things that Tim barely listened to. They wanted him to take the case of a man accused of abusing a child and he wouldn’t. They wanted him to take on a case involving a hate crime and he and Jakob both scowled at that one.
“We take on some pretty sad clients but do we really want to be the go-to firm for every Neo-Nazi in Kentucky?” Rangbo turned red and the idea was quickly scrapped.
They discussed their annual three day conference in New York and Tim’s head began to ache. The meeting adjourned three hours later and he and Jakob went out for a late lunch.
When he returned Martier was just getting ready to leave for the evening. He liked the way her new name rolled over his tongue and with her exotic beauty it matched her perfectly. It conjured images of her dancing to the beat of wild music with jewels dripping from her limbs.
He cleared his throat. “I see they brought you a computer, so you’ll be in your own cubicle tomorrow.”
“Yes, have you heard if they found anything strange?”
“Not yet.”
“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow Tim.”
“Martier, I wanted to talk to you about something. Do you have a few moments? I can drive you home, I’m about to leave myself.”
She nodded thankfully. It wasn’t raining today
But her friend would insist that she stay with her and she wouldn’t understand her reasons for saying no.
“We saw the commotion yesterday when they escorted Miss THANG out.” The white haired lady said. Her name was Lois. Lois looked like a kindly grandmother but Martier knew that if she didn’t like you she would be a force to be reckoned with. She appeared to be in her late fifties. Like Claudette, she tended to dress more on the casual side but still nice.
“IT took her computer, too.” Claudette added. Martier wondered again how she knew everything that happened around here.
“Did they find anything out of place on it?” She asked curiously figuring that if Claudette knew everything she may as well use it to her benefit.
“Nothing has been said yet, but you mark my words that one is going straight to jail-do-not-pass-go!”
Jane ate the last chip then stared into the bag. She looked at the group of people that had befriended her; all at least 15 years her senior. “Ladies, I wanted to tell you that I won’t be going by the name Jane any longer.”
“Oh….kay.” Lois said while giving her a sidelong look.
“I’ll be using my given name which is Martier.”
“Oh that’s much prettier than Jane.” Diana said. She was Claudette’s age. She wore very nice jewelry and wasn’t quite pretty in the traditional way, but her clothes and styled hair made her so. She liked these ladies even though she had already figured out that these three unassuming women were very powerful figures at the firm.
CHAPTER 12
Jakob walked over to Tim while they waited for the meeting to come to order. “So I suppose Priscilla wasn’t to your liking? I have to say I’m very surprised. The rack on her alone should have piqued your interest.”
Tim gave him a rueful smile. “A warning about her breasts would have been nice. My eyes damn near popped out of my head.”
Jakob laughed quietly. “Elaina’s pretty disappointed. She’s in match-maker mode.”
Tim shook his head seriously. “Tell her to focus her talents on someone else. I intend to become an international playboy.”
“Are you fucking kidding? We can barely get out of Cincinnati.”
The meeting came to order and they discussed various things that Tim barely listened to. They wanted him to take the case of a man accused of abusing a child and he wouldn’t. They wanted him to take on a case involving a hate crime and he and Jakob both scowled at that one.
“We take on some pretty sad clients but do we really want to be the go-to firm for every Neo-Nazi in Kentucky?” Rangbo turned red and the idea was quickly scrapped.
They discussed their annual three day conference in New York and Tim’s head began to ache. The meeting adjourned three hours later and he and Jakob went out for a late lunch.
When he returned Martier was just getting ready to leave for the evening. He liked the way her new name rolled over his tongue and with her exotic beauty it matched her perfectly. It conjured images of her dancing to the beat of wild music with jewels dripping from her limbs.
He cleared his throat. “I see they brought you a computer, so you’ll be in your own cubicle tomorrow.”
“Yes, have you heard if they found anything strange?”
“Not yet.”
“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow Tim.”
“Martier, I wanted to talk to you about something. Do you have a few moments? I can drive you home, I’m about to leave myself.”
She nodded thankfully. It wasn’t raining today
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