Talking business over steak and glasses of bourbon should be straightforward, right? Well, maybe not always but it should be when the client’s one you’re familiar with. My strategy has always been to stroke the client’s ego (those are always bigger than you could imagine), tout my wins then go for the kill—tell him how my law firm can advance his interests.
This meeting with Terry Andrews, the CEO of an insurance conglomerate, should have been smooth sailing. Instead, from my seat by the curved, floor-to-ceiling conservatory windows, I was distracted by three men who made the hairs at the back of my neck stand. Monsters in human skin, they sat casually amid the draped tables, the crystal light fixtures, and the brick walls with paintings of cattle ranches and cowboys.
To the average person, they seemed like any other group of Washington, D.C. power players. However, I saw right through the glamour they projected. They were nothing more than demon spawn and they had me in their sights. Continue reading “LegionMarked Chapters 1 & 2”