Tuck stared at the short, squat man seated across the desk from himself and London. There were several other people in the room, some Tuck remembered, some he didn’t. But it was Douglas Franklin who held his attention. The man looked too satisfied and smug for Tuck’s peace of mind. He had no way of knowing what the man was waiting for but from his expression, Tuck didn’t think it would be good news, at least not for him.
“It looks like everyone"s here, so we can start,” the lawyer said from his seat.
The man had only stood once since Tuck had come in the room. His height, build and haircut reminded Tuck of Danny DeVito. It made it difficult for Tuck to take him seriously, so he tried to focus on minor details to keep from cracking up and insulting the older man. Mr. Franklin glanced arou
