CHAPTER 7
It took time to recover from the shock of seeing a photo of my wife standing alongside her attorney, dressed only in robes.
How long have they been seeing each other?
Anger threatened to consume me.
I guess I’m not the only professional who slept with clients. How ironic. God really has put me in a soap opera—‘As The Spirit Turns.’
I recalled a wedding ring on McFadden's left hand.
Is he still be married? If so, he gives new meaning to the term "slimy attorney."
I admit having mixed emotions about trying to stop Host from killing McFadden. My distaste for him had blossomed to full hatred. At least I now understood the vibes I felt from him in the conference room — I had not imagined his contempt for me. It made me wonder if all they did in his office was review the papers.
