to a huge law firm. I didn’t realize this was your place.” I looked at Sara as I sat down.
“Yea h, we started this up a while ago,” Rachel piped in. “We worked at a big firm, but it didn’t work out. So, we grabbed Charity and Betty and left. We have one more girl who works for us, but it is only part time. Just to help out when needed.”
“What happe ned at the larger firm?” I asked. I noticed all three ladies stopped eating and turned to Sara.
“We needed a change,” Sara finally said. I felt the tension in the room getting thicker and I knew that there was more she was not telling me. All ladies have secrets, my mom would say. “And we didn’t grab Charity and Betty. We asked them to come with us,” Sara clarified.
“You were not there the day we left . I grabbed them and was giving everyone a piece of my mind as I walked out,” Rachel proclaimed. Charity and Betty laughed. I could see in my mind that Rachel doing just that. She was short with a small frame, but she almost looked deadly at times.
“I can see that from you , Rachel.” I said. Rachel smirked. She was definitely a handful.
“How was practice?” Sara changed the subject.
I shrugged . “It was good.”
“You have a very young team this year, Lucas. Do you see a Cup in your future?” Betty joined into the conversation.
“Yes we are , and hopefully this year. Are you a fan?” I asked. Betty was an older lady, probably older than my mother. Her hair was completely gray; she wore glasses, but was thinner and dressed very well.
“My husband loved you guys very much .” She smiled sadly. Rachel patted her hand in a loving way and I got the impression the husband was not around.
“Well, my son wants to be Marc Kane when he grows up. French accent and all,” Charity chimed in. This brought a laugh from the table. Charity went on to tell how her four-year-old son loved hockey and thought Marc’s accent was funny. She even explained that he does an impersonation of it.
“ All of you like hockey and not one of you could convince Sara,” I laughed.
“No,” all three said.
“Is this pick on Sara Day?” she asked as she folded her arms.
“Yes, I sent the memo out,” Rachel quipped back at her and the rest of us laughed.
“Rachel, you have a visitor,” the intercom went off beside us and the girls turned their head to the monitor above us. I thought it was just a TV screen, but could see a couple older gentlemen in professional suits looking into the monitor.
“They are fine , Charles. You can let them in,” Rachel said back to the monitor. I was still a little shocked to see this place with such high security.
Rachel stood up , threw away hers and Betty’s trash and walked over to me and hugged me. “Thank you Mr. Sharp, it was lovely.”
I hugged her back. “You are very welcome.”
Betty also stood up and shook my hand. “It was very good. Thank you, Lucas.” Then they both headed towards the door to meet the gentlemen.
“Well, I have work that needs to be done,” Charity stated. “Thanks, Lucas, it was very yummy.”
“You are very welcome, Charity.” I nodded at her and couldn’t help but smile at her. Her grin was contagious almost like Marc’s.
“You have a great place here, Sara,” I leaned over and said once we were alone.
She nodded . “Lucas, thanks for lunch. You didn’t have to, though.”
“It was no biggie. Besides I wanted to see you.” I took her hand and looked at her. It was the first time I saw her hair up and she wasn’t wearing a scarf. I noticed the scars along her jaw and her neck. “Hey, where did you get these?” I ran my finger along her jaw. I saw her eyes get wide and she paled.
“Um, I -“
“Sara, sorry,” Charity popped back into the kitchen, “it’s the Judges’ office about the Johnson case and they want to talk to you now .”
“I need to ge t back to work.” Sara stood up quickly.
“I understand .” I stood too and gently touched her
“Yea h, we started this up a while ago,” Rachel piped in. “We worked at a big firm, but it didn’t work out. So, we grabbed Charity and Betty and left. We have one more girl who works for us, but it is only part time. Just to help out when needed.”
“What happe ned at the larger firm?” I asked. I noticed all three ladies stopped eating and turned to Sara.
“We needed a change,” Sara finally said. I felt the tension in the room getting thicker and I knew that there was more she was not telling me. All ladies have secrets, my mom would say. “And we didn’t grab Charity and Betty. We asked them to come with us,” Sara clarified.
“You were not there the day we left . I grabbed them and was giving everyone a piece of my mind as I walked out,” Rachel proclaimed. Charity and Betty laughed. I could see in my mind that Rachel doing just that. She was short with a small frame, but she almost looked deadly at times.
“I can see that from you , Rachel.” I said. Rachel smirked. She was definitely a handful.
“How was practice?” Sara changed the subject.
I shrugged . “It was good.”
“You have a very young team this year, Lucas. Do you see a Cup in your future?” Betty joined into the conversation.
“Yes we are , and hopefully this year. Are you a fan?” I asked. Betty was an older lady, probably older than my mother. Her hair was completely gray; she wore glasses, but was thinner and dressed very well.
“My husband loved you guys very much .” She smiled sadly. Rachel patted her hand in a loving way and I got the impression the husband was not around.
“Well, my son wants to be Marc Kane when he grows up. French accent and all,” Charity chimed in. This brought a laugh from the table. Charity went on to tell how her four-year-old son loved hockey and thought Marc’s accent was funny. She even explained that he does an impersonation of it.
“ All of you like hockey and not one of you could convince Sara,” I laughed.
“No,” all three said.
“Is this pick on Sara Day?” she asked as she folded her arms.
“Yes, I sent the memo out,” Rachel quipped back at her and the rest of us laughed.
“Rachel, you have a visitor,” the intercom went off beside us and the girls turned their head to the monitor above us. I thought it was just a TV screen, but could see a couple older gentlemen in professional suits looking into the monitor.
“They are fine , Charles. You can let them in,” Rachel said back to the monitor. I was still a little shocked to see this place with such high security.
Rachel stood up , threw away hers and Betty’s trash and walked over to me and hugged me. “Thank you Mr. Sharp, it was lovely.”
I hugged her back. “You are very welcome.”
Betty also stood up and shook my hand. “It was very good. Thank you, Lucas.” Then they both headed towards the door to meet the gentlemen.
“Well, I have work that needs to be done,” Charity stated. “Thanks, Lucas, it was very yummy.”
“You are very welcome, Charity.” I nodded at her and couldn’t help but smile at her. Her grin was contagious almost like Marc’s.
“You have a great place here, Sara,” I leaned over and said once we were alone.
She nodded . “Lucas, thanks for lunch. You didn’t have to, though.”
“It was no biggie. Besides I wanted to see you.” I took her hand and looked at her. It was the first time I saw her hair up and she wasn’t wearing a scarf. I noticed the scars along her jaw and her neck. “Hey, where did you get these?” I ran my finger along her jaw. I saw her eyes get wide and she paled.
“Um, I -“
“Sara, sorry,” Charity popped back into the kitchen, “it’s the Judges’ office about the Johnson case and they want to talk to you now .”
“I need to ge t back to work.” Sara stood up quickly.
“I understand .” I stood too and gently touched her
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