Chapter 19
Forty-Ninth Floor, The Law Firm’s Executive Offices,
New York City . . .
“Faster, faster. I know what you’re trying to do. You think you’re fooling me, but I’ve been in this game a lot longer than any of you. You’re trying to increase your billable hours and pad the bill. I’m not some kind of ignorant jackass, you know. I’ll have you taken off of this job by tomorrow if everything, and I mean everything doesn’t meet my expectations. Do you know how many people would love to be here taking up my coffee-stained carpet? Do you?” shouted the managing partner as she watched a group of workers who hurriedly tried to pry up the blue carpet in the executive conference room.
Times were once again good at the law firm and in fact, they were very good. The firm had weathered a few chal
