Chapter Forty Three
“Yes, Mr. Thersh, please have a seat.” I acknowledge my client, attempting to pronounce his name correctly.
“Oh please, call me George.” My client insists.
I smile in return. “Then I invite you to call me Amara.”
He tilts his head, a look of confusion passing over his face, but quickly composes his features.
“Is something the matter?” I ask.
He gives me a rather charming smile.
“No, not in the least.”
I nod, giving him a smile. “So, I appreciate you sending me the information about the case in advance, however this looks like it would be better for a litigatory lawyer. I can refer you to some fantastic ones in the company, but this case isn’t suited for the criminal department.”
He gives me another look of confusion.
Oh, great. He’s probably one of those
