Sylvia Plath

[jamie_stringer]

I told myself I would only write in here once a day, but I'm already breaking my own rule. Anyway, I’m reading The Bell Jar right now. I’m only about half way through. I can’t believe I haven’t read this book until now. I think it would have had a major impact on me if I had read it when I was 19, the age of Esther, the main character. She

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[brad_chase]

Count yourself among the blessed. Shore's left a wake of bodies. Speaking of bodies... *smirk*

[jamie_stringer]

*looks up from desk in surprise* Uhhhhh . . hi. *blushes and smiles* Oh, you must be Brad! It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you. I've been meaning to stop by Crane's firm and introduce myself. You're keeping an eye on Shore for us, I take it? *subtly looks him over*

[brad_chase]

*Extends hand*

It's all my pleasure, Miss Stringer. Tara told me you were bright, but she didn't tell me you were glowing.

*Gives the Berluti offices a once over*

It's very...charming here. It reminds me of my first job out of law school. A PI shop in DC. Quaint.

*Unconsciously moves to the far side of Stringers desk as the overly large Pescatore enters the room.

[jamie_stringer]

*amused at Brad's apprehension*

Morning, Lenny!

*whispering as Pescatore hovers, watching them* We're very happy with our "quaint" office here, Mr. Chase. It's a neighborhood law firm, and we're doing our best for the people in this community who need our help . . . Tara really said that?

[brad_chase]

Truth be told, Tara barely tolerates me. If you're looking for some indication whether or not you should accept my offer of a drink, that fact might be one to hold on to.

I have a bit of business to toss your way...

*pauses mid-sentance and slowly turns head to come eye to eye with the enormous Mr. Pescatore*

...and perhaps we can get those *still eyeing Mr. P* drinks...while...

*Turning fully to Pescatore*

Hi. *Grins as if his life depended on it*

[jamie_stringer]

*trying to diffuse the uncomfortable confrontation*

Mr. Chase, I'd like you to meet our senior partner, Lenny Pescatore. Lenny, this is Brad Chase. He works downtown at Crane . . ."

*realizes her polite introduction has done nothing to placate the menacing Pescatore*

"Lissen here wise guy," Lenny points finger in Brad's face "If you got business with us, tawk to Berlutti or me, I don't need you fancy uptown lawyeh guys askin my associates out fer drinks. This woman here is like a dawter to me, so don't be gettin any ideas." *Pescatore turns to leave, then stops* "Oh yeah, one more thing. She's got a baseball bat behind that desk and she knows how to use it. I tawt her myself."