Joey was what I called a 'frequent flyer,' in that he was always swinging by my office with his newest legal emergency. It had started happening so often I made him book emergency visits in advance now. I couldn't just send him away since he was the kid brother of one of my more respected, and dangerous, clients, so I had to deal with everything from his littering tickets to the time he had declared bankruptcy to try and dodge taxes.
"And if I win we never bring this up again?" There was no way Bella could convince Joey not to come in. He was an entitled prick with little in the way of social graces.
"Totally," she said. "But I'm going to win."
I took a deep breath. This was a risk - physically I was going to 'win' either way, but ethically she was looking to move my line closer and clo
