Wailea, Maui
The Next Day
Stretching his neck due to the stress and strain from working too hard, Ed then reclined in his office chair. His eyes were dull from reading and his mouth was dry from speaking during various conference calls throughout the morning. He had a packed afternoon and wasn’t looking forward to it. Lehua watched as he stared at the ceiling, silent and deep in concentration.
“I’m just glad we have a day to catch up on our other cases,” he finally said to break the silence. “This Lemans case is kicking my butt. I should have one of the attorneys on the Mendoza team help us with the other cases. They’re busy but not that busy.”
Ed was thinking of John Davis.
“Would they mind?” Lehua asked although it was more of a subliminal suggestion.
“Sure. Yeah. No. They
