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My Wife's Boss

... most of the lawyers working with my wife. But even she did not know that detail.

My train of thoughts was interrupted by Christine and Harry who had brought Chinese take-out and some beer.

"Are you ok, Garrett?" Christine asked, giving me one of her warm hugs. "I can't believe Daphne did that to you. This is so unlike her."

Harry gave me a manly hug. "Don't worry buddy, we'll sort things out. Let's have dinner and then I'll have a look at your recording."

I gave them the details of Daphne's cold welcome when I had arrived home earlier that afternoon. After dinner, I got my portable computer and retrieved the files of the two camera and microphone recordings. Fortunately, the conversations were crystal clear.

"I can't believe what I just heard," Harry said.

"Pretty arrogant prick, hey?"

"No, pretty stupid prick," Harry replied. "This guy is what, 40-42 years old? That means he ought to have been practicing law for about 15 years. So he's not a recruit. But he's so full of himself that it doesn't come to this mind that sometimes, you just shut the fuck up! Seriously, your idea of tricking him into thinking he was no longer recorded after he destroyed your cell phone was very, very clever. He completely took the bait and told us everything we need!"

"Ok, but can I really use it if it was recorded without his consent?" I asked.

"Absolutely! This is your house. You're free to record whatever you want in your house!" Harry assured me.

"So I have ...

... nothing to be afraid of. Is that what you're saying?" I asked.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. We have to be extremely careful. I did some research on my way here. Chris was kind enough to drive and take care of the take-out. It appears that our guy, Cramer, is the son of the founder of their law firm. You already knew this, didn't you?" Harry explained. I nodded.

"What you may not know is that his father, Marvin Cramer, had quite the reputation. He was not a very good lawyer, but most of the judges in the area were his former college buddies. Since he personally knew everybody, it was easy for him to win most of his cases. Unfortunately, his son Derek was a model student of his father's teachings. That's what makes him dangerous. He has a vast network of very amicable judges and if he files a case, it will be extremely difficult to obtain a judgement in our favor, no matter how illegal his shenanigans are."

"Wow... so you mean that whatever I do, I'm toast?"

"No, not necessarily. It will be difficult to win, but not impossible. I know people too, you know. The trick is to obtain enough proof to make the case a slam dunk against him. I have a plan."

"But you say that the judges will always rule in his favor?" I asked.

"Unless the case goes to a criminal court. That's what we'll try to do."

We were interrupted by someone knocking at the front door. A small brunette was standing on the porch.

"Hello, Mr. Morrison?" she asked.

"Oh, hi Laura, come in!" Harry ...