Chapter 21

We met by chance. I left the Brontosaur’s magnificent office and bumped into a good suit (it’s hard to see anything if you’re carrying five legal digests the size of a phone book)

“Hey! How are you?” The dark tanned man greeted me. Though the suit was a bit on the bling-bling side of tailoring for me, it was well cut and of good quality. 

I gaped at him because familiarity doesn’t abound in this firm. I didn’t have a clue of who he was but the junior lawyer standing two steps behind him was certainly courteous towards him (bordering on unctuous).

“Can’t believe you forgot me after all what we went through.” The man said falsely aggravated. 

I had no idea to whom that golden Rolex belonged to. 

“Two rucola specials, no cheese?” He smiled broadly.