“Did he get my message?”
Mrs. Yuri Cole looked up and looked at her friend in confusion.
“What message?” she asked and Attorney Choi shrugged as he rolled his eyes, and the lady’s mouth formed an “O” in understanding.
“Oh…” she murmured. “That message,” she continued as she sighed and slumped in her chair in front of the man’s desk, the paper in her hands momentarily forgotten. “Must you really do that?” she asked after a fashion although she already knew the answer to her question.
“Yuri, you already know that I do,” Attorney Choi said, frustration evident on his face. “You also know that if I don’t do this myself, someone else will— and that’s riskier considering we are talking about your family’s fortune.”
At the mention of the inheritance, the two lapsed into an uncomfortable sile
