Monday morning Lark stood next to her father outside the offices of his ex-best friend and squeezed his hand reassuringly.
Grady looked at Max, “you keep your mouth shut in there no matter how much the fucker shoots his off. I don’t care what he says about Lark. Now he knows the minute he starts talking about her, he gets a rise out of you. He’s looking to cash out. I don’t want to give him any more ammunition against you.”
“He actually thought he would convince her to go back to him and then get half of her settlement from the firm,” Max growled angrily.
Their evidence from the investigators not only were able to get several witness statements to this effect but they had video of him bragging about exactly this in a bar near the firm the lawyers frequented after work.
“And he called h
