Julian

My father walked into my office without knocking at precisely 9:47 AM.

I was on the phone with my legal team discussing Bridget Carter's emergency motion. I held up one finger, wait, and kept talking.

Thomas sat down in the chair across from my desk like he'd been invited.

He hadn't been.

"I need those briefs by noon," I said into the phone. "And I want every precedent case where testimony was challenged on grounds of spousal influence. All of them."

"Mr. Blackwood, that's a significant research…"

"Then get more researchers. Bill me whatever it costs."

I hung up.

Thomas smiled. "Still throwing money at problems, I see."

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