Chapter 19June 8, 2016
The day of Michael Constantine's deposition is sunny, breezy, and beautiful. I am in the office at 6:00 a.m. looking through hundreds of pages of documents and organizing my cross-examination for the tenth time.
At 8:00 a.m., Donna walks through my open door smiling. “Beautiful day to talk to an emperor,” she says. “Be sure and get under his skin for me, too.”
“Yeah? You're after this guy, huh?”
“Damned straight. Not only do I think he screwed Kevin over, I'm still harboring animosity about the days spent searching through a sea of documents in a warehouse.”
“That strategy was more Harris than Constantine. Besides, we did find something for the expert to examine, right?”
“That's true, and I'll enjoy the moment we get to spring it on these guys. You know, this i
