"Inheritance?" Ella and Abraham asked in unison. Jeremy nodded, he couldn't quite tell them everything involved as he didn't know it himself but he was sure that Sinclair had all the answers he needed. “Will you help me get to him?" He asked again. "I'm afraid I'm not quite the right man for that, you see, Domino isn't a very easy man to find," Ella's father explained. Jeremy nodded, he knew that all too well but he'd hoped that the business relationship that the Coatas family shared with him would somehow make it easier. "You share a business relationship, a strong one at that, I'm sure he'll speak to me if you introduce us." He insisted. Abraham sighed, he turned to see his daughter, she was crestfallen. Her pretty dress seemed like a shadow over her delicate features, it was obvious that she was disappointed that Jeremy hadn't come for her, although she too had a few other admirers, she liked Jeremy too and believed that her family would readily accept him. "I had thought you w
Jeremy sat by the booth closest to the entrance, his feet tapping impatiently. He was wearing a hoodie and a face cap that concealed his hair and a pair of dark sunglasses which hid his eyes. It had been half an hour since he'd called the lawyer to meet him at the cafe and he wasn't showing up. Jeremy was almost frustrated, he knew how risky what he was doing was. He knew all it took was one wrong person to see him lingering around the Sinclair cafe and his entire plan would be ruined. As he sat, slightly shifting on his seat uncomfortably, he heard the jungle of the doorbell and turned to see Joseph walk into the store. The man looked like a mouse who was caught on the kitchen wall with a can of baked beans. He was skittish, his neck was wet with uncleaned sweat and his shirt was half-soaked too. "I'm here." He said after watching the man turn about the cafe helplessly for seconds. He jumped and then nodded at him before heading to the table with a file in hand. As they sat, Jer
Jeremy did not have to wait a fortnight like Joseph had said when he decided to take action. The very next day, he was heading to the law firm yet again. He knew that Joseph was only using him to make money. He had no useless access to Sinclair apart from the old documents that he had been given. Jeremy couldn't even blame Abraham who had introduced him to the man, he'd been doing him a favor, but he should have known that no intern would be allowed near the Kingston case, not when Sinclair himself was so protective of it. Jeremy drove down to the Sinclair law firm for the third time this week. He smiled as he thought of how much he'd visited the place, someone might think he was considering a job as a lawyer soon. As much as he could, he tried to change cars and sometimes stay in the vehicle and meet with Joseph there, but even that was going to get suspicious soon and he needed to think and act fast.With the information he now had about the latest case that Sinclair was working
Jeremy was still steaming with anger when he left the Sinclair firm. He half wanted to call Abraham to report what Joseph had done, but he knew there was nothing the old man could do. He blamed himself, he'd known that Joseph was very incompetent and could not be trusted, but he had no idea that he'd try to sabotage his efforts at meeting Sincair too. It was later that evening when Joseph finally returned his call after half a dozen messages went to voicemail, he gave a casual excuse about work and asked to meet Jeremy by the old cafe down the road he could no longer be seen at the Sinclair firm. Jeremy knew the evening would be worse than the shitty day he'd just had, first, he wanted so badly to strangle Joseph and he knew being ordered never to set foot on the Sinclair property was bad for the plans he had drafted out, especially when his so-called spy was nothing but a loose end. After waiting at the cafe for another half hour, Jeremy was ready to walk away and pretend that he
That afternoon, the air was moist but that did nothing to subdue the heat of the July sun. Jeremy was folded in his backseat on his porch. He could not get himself out of the car and into.his house, his mind was racing, he had to think and he just couldn't, not after his talk with Joseph. Jeremy blamed himself, he'd known that meeting with the man would ruin his evening even more than it had already been ruined but he decided to take his chances, and it turned out he'd been right. Mercury Healer was Jeremy's sweat and blood; he knew he could never get someone as corrupt as Joseph to smell the corridors of power there, much less become a partner, not while he was alive. Although he knew that the man's demands were irrational and straight-out foolish, he also knew how persistent a man like that could be, especially when he thought that he had a bargaining chip and in this case, he did have a solid one. Deciding it was high time to call Abraham Brown, Jeremy pulled his phone out o
Jeremy smirked as he saw the horror on the man's face. Joseph was shocked and he couldn't hide it. His hands trembled as he gazed into the face of the one person he never wanted to see again, a can of worms he wasn't eager to open. "You...how... how did you find this?" He stammered and all Jeremy did was smile. "You aren't the only one with informants in the city, Joseph, I'm sure with this, you will have a rethink about a deal with the Mercury Healer." He said. Joseph nodded eagerly, his hands going over the surroundings as if he expected someone to pop out and see the evidence before him. Folding the documents, he shoved them in his pocket and said, "Listen, I know I got greedy but... I need some money badly, I'm losing my home and I haven't been getting enough cases from the Sinclair firm to pay my bills. I'm sorry, I had to drag you into a deep pit." The man explained, his tone pleading. "But listen, the deal is off, okay, you can keep all the money and I'm not interested in
Coat in hand and reaching for the car keys, Jeremy was ready to follow the lead that his investigator had just sent to him. It was a surprise that the third partner was in South Dakota, he could have sworn that he'd combed the town thoroughly for anyone who was related to his case before he arrived in California to establish the Mercury Healer.As he stepped out into the air, he could feel the wet wind on his face, a promise of rainfall. He felt renewed, he felt like he'd once again discovered his purpose. Jeremy got into his car, the only luggage he could boast of was a box of cufflinks and his cellphone, he wanted to make a trip. As he bailed a taxi to the airport, he could feel anxiety eating at his guts. Was this just another dead end? Was he going to hit yet another brick wall like the other cases? What could he possibly do if this was another failed chase? Jeremy hoped badly that this would be different from the ill luck she had gotten from Sinclair's case. As they drove ou
The plane touched down in South Dakota in a few hours, already, the media was buzzing with news of a strange man who had taken over a flight at such short notice. Jeremy knew that he'd shamed Rebecca and put her in her place, but she wasn't his priority, he wanted to meet Fred at once. From the airport, he was waiting for a cab to go to the location, he didn't want anyone to drive him and he didn't want to be followed, he had a lot of questions to ask and he wanted to be alone with him. As he was standing by the sidewalk, his phone beeped and he looked at the screen, a picture had just been sent to him. The man in the picture had to be shorter than 5'8, he had scruffy beards and his eyes were hidden behind large dark frames. He was seated on a bar stool, nursing a bottle of drink and he had been very unaware of that shot. As Jeremy was wondering how long ago the picture had been taken, his phone vibrated and he took it out of his pocket. "Hello, I'm heading to the location now." H