Walter Pierce was the man who started the firm almost forty years ago and had turned it into one of the top personal injury firms around. He almost felt like a sweet grandfather, but as nice as he was, he expected everyone to work hard and he did not tolerate slacking, but he understood if life occasionally happened too. But he was not someone you could snowball.
Joe Montgomery was the next partner. I didn’t know a great deal about him because he did not talk that much really, but from what I heard he was remarkable in the courtroom and you did not want to get into a battle of wits or litigation with him because he would shred you to pieces. I was glad he was a sweetheart otherwise.
And then there was Josh Thorn. Josh was the newest partner. He was thirty-three, brash, handsome, charming, sexy in a bad boy young George Clooney kind of way, and he was the most disgusting man I’ve ever met. He was the cockiest, most arrogant, and some would say downright evil, guy that anyone would ever come across.
There had been a lot of talk around the office about his behavior, especially towards women, and the fact that he was even partner was accomplished in a pretty shady manner. But of course, he was too good at hiding things to be caught. And the fact that he happened to be Joe Montgomery's nephew kind of helped him get away with a lot of it.
I had personally spoken to several of the young female associates in recent years who were basically sexually blackmailed by Josh. From what I’d been able to piece together that his M.O. was to seduce a new, young, female associate, and then he would threaten to tarnish her reputation if she did not basically become his errand girl.
The man was the most incompetent lawyer the firm had probably ever produced, but he intimidated bright associates into making him look good over the years. And if they ever told what he was up to, he would use his power to get them fired and ruin their careers so that no other firm ever would touch them.
The man was a total cretin.
Luckily, I've always been a fairly good judge of character and I could smell the sleaze on him a mile away. He had tried to hit on me when I first started with the firm and I flat out told him, that he was wasting his time. He had given up for the most part, but something told me that he was still chomping at the bits to get ahold of me. I was leery of him, to say the least.
So, when he tried to chat me up at the party I had my guard up. I tried to be civil and not blatantly rude to the man in front of all the other partners and associates, but he made it so difficult. He made my skin crawl. You could just smell the sleaze on him.
“Well, well, well…” Josh purred. “You really went for it this time, Jackie.”
“I was just doing my job,” I said. I started to walk away but Josh stepped in front of me.
"So, you really think you have what it takes to be a partner?" Josh asked with that evil grin that was practically plastered nonstop on his face.
“I would like to think so, but that is not up to me to decide. It’s up to the partners.”
“Yea, you are right about that,” Josh said. “It’s actually kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Really?” I asked. What was he up to?
“Well, I know I am the newest partner, but my input is required for that call just as well as the others,” Josh said.
“Ok…” I said.
“Basically, I hate to say it this way, but you have treated me kind of disrespectfully since you have been here. I’m a very nice guy and I don’t take rejection well,” Josh said.
“It’s part of being a lawyer. Sometimes things just don’t go your way, Josh.”
Josh chuckled softly to himself. He glanced around to make sure no one else was close enough to hear us.
“Listen to me. You are young and new to all this,” Josh said. “I practically grew up in this world. It’s all about business and networking. That is the way to get to the top. It’s not just about great job performance. You have to learn how to play the game. I don’t like it either, but I learned early on that everything is about politics.”
“Well, I still have hope that not everything is about who you know and who you can charm,” I said. I tried to step around him. “If you’ll excuse me.”
Josh stepped in front of me again, casually making it look like nothing to avoid drawing attention. Everyone was getting a bit tipsy at that point and making loud, obnoxious jokes all around us. No one was noticing what was going on with me and Josh at all. I was starting to feel just a bit intimidated. The anger and distaste I had for Josh were giving way to fear and apprehension. Something about this man really scared me, and I don't scare easily.
“That is exactly what I’m talking about,” Josh said. His voice was starting to get a bit stern but he was still smiling. “Showing outright disrespect to your superior like that when I’m just trying to help you is not the way to do things. That is the sort of thing that can ruin any chance you have of advancement in this firm.”
I tried to hide the fact that I was gritting my teeth. I spoke slowly to belie the anger I was feeling. “Ok, Josh. What is it that you want from me?” As if I didn’t already know.
Josh smiled widely as if he had just won some sort of victory.
“I think it would be best discussed over dinner at my place with an expensive bottle of wine Friday night,” Josh said.
“I’m not interested in having dinner with you, Josh. I think I’ve made that clear in the past,” I said.
“I just find it hard to believe that an intelligent, beautiful, driven lady like yourself is turning down an offer of fine dining and an evening of intelligent dinner conversation.” Josh was really laying it on thick and toying with me now.
“I’m not interested in playing any of your games,” I said. “I am well aware of your reputation. I’m not interested in pursuing anything on a personal level with you. Do I make myself clear?”
Josh’s demeanor suddenly changed. The anger flashed in his eyes and for a second I thought he was going to scream at me right then and there, possibly popping a blood vessel in his forehead. But he took a moment and quelled his anger to a more manageable level. He stepped closer to me and when he spoke his voice was low and cold.
“You don’t say no to me, you understand? I’ve had enough of your shit. I let you get away with it before because I figured you were just stubborn and would come around eventually, but I’m out of patience. This is going to happen, or you can kiss that promotion goodbye. Hell, don’t even worry about the promotion. If you don’t come to my house tomorrow night for what I promise will be an enchanting evening if you let it, then I will destroy your career. You will be lucky to get a job as a court reporter when I’m done with you. Now, do I make myself clear?”
I stared deeply into Josh’s eyes. He was deranged. I had never met anyone whose ego was so inflated that they really thought they could do and have anything that they wanted. He was about to find out that he had picked the wrong woman to push around.
"You can intimidate all you want, but I would rather be dead than to spend an evening with you. You don't scare me, Josh. I've seen guys like you before. You are pathetic and if you ever threaten me again you will be sorry. I know about the others that you have tried to blackmail. I know that they have been doing work for you and running errands and some of them you've even been able to intimidate into what I can only describe as sexual slavery. But I am not them and I will make you pay if you ever try this again. Do you understand me?"
I don’t believe I have ever been that angry before. I was literally shaking as I said every word. It was taking all of my strength and poise to keep my voice down and to keep from slapping the taste out of that pig’s mouth. Josh’s eyes turned to daggers and I really thought he was going to hit me. I could see those gears turning in his mind. He was outraged and humiliated and for someone who cannot handle any form of rejection I was impressed that he didn’t strike out at me right then.
“You will be sorry,” Josh growled. “You will be so damn sorry.”
With that,
he walked out of the room. I took several deep breaths as I finished my drink and tried to steady my nerves.
“Are you ok?” Stephanie asked walking over to the drinks table where I was now standing. I wondered how much of the encounter she had witnessed, but I doubted that she could have heard what just happened. I decided to not talk about it right then. I was too mad and it just wasn’t the place.
And to tell the truth, I was a bit worried. I had no idea what I had just done. I knew that Josh was a total scumbag but I wasn't sure yet how idle his threats really were or how much trouble he could really cause for me. I was fairly certain that if he decided to cost me the recommendation for a partner than he could definitely do that, but if that was the case then so be it. My track record would speak for itself and I could always move to another firm, but I would never bend to his will and I wasn’t even sure if I made partner that I could stand to work beside the jerk.
"I'm fine," I said. I think my tone gave away how mad I was and how I did not want to be pressed for any more questions.
I tried to relax and enjoy the rest of the party, but that encounter with Josh stayed on my mind all night. The only thing that helped at all was when I got home to my darling bundle of joy, Devon.
Devon was almost a year old and not a day went by that I did not see him growing and changing, developing and becoming more beautiful. He was looking more and more like his father, Frank.
I met Frank about a year and a half before when I was hanging with some of my friends at Buffalo Wild Wings. Out of the blue he came up and introduced himself, but he wasn’t pushy or acting even like he had an agenda. That was the first thing I noticed, so I decided to play along. We just chatted and hit it off right away. Instead of asking for my number at the end he just asked if I had an email address. I thought that was different and interesting. So we exchanged emails and started to just email and chat about different things. I looked forward to his daily correspondence every morning. It was the highlight of the day at times and it became an essential part of my morning routine. It wasn’t long after that we went started going out and the chemistry was pretty magical.
Seven months later we were engaged to be married and a few weeks after that I found out I was pregnant. It was an unexpected, but beautiful surprise.
We were so in love, we were getting married in a few months, we had Devon on his way, my career was going fantastic, and Frank had just been hired by one of the top architectural firms in the city. Everything was going perfectly.
Until the night it all came crashing down. Frank was on his way home from work when a drunk driver ran a red light and smashed into the driver’s side of Frank’s car. They said he died practically on impact.
My entire world was shattered. I didn’t want to get out of bed or leave my apartment at all, but sitting around and thinking about things has never been my style.
I grieved in the best way I could; I threw myself into work, working twelve to fourteen hours a day most days. It actually boosted my career, but at what a cost. Not a day went by that I didn’t think of Frank and how much he loved me and our baby. He wanted to be a father more than anything in the world.
Sometimes I felt that he was still there with me when I looked at Devon. I knew that Frank was watching him too, guiding him, helping him and helping me when I felt like breaking down.
I relieved my babysitter Julia, paid her cash and waited till she left before getting out of my work suit. It was time for some chill time; I felt I had earned it.
Five minutes later I was in my pajamas, watching some Netflix and eating ice cream. But even with all those wonderful distractions, I could not get Josh Thorn off my mind. The man was a shark and I was afraid I had just signed up to be his next meal.
Chapter Two
"Thanks, Julia!" I said as I ended the phone call with the babysitter.
Julia was a college student who lived in my building with her fiancé and babysat to make extra money. It was a great gig for her with a child as small as Devon because he slept most of the time and it gave her freedom to study while making money.
I was glad to help out. She was wonderful and Devon really seemed to love her. I hated that I was not able to spend more time with him lately, but once the promotion came through, then I would be able to devote more time to my baby. But it was still rough. I wanted to spend every waking second with him, but it was just not feasible.
It had been two nights since the party and I had not even seen Josh anywhere around the office. I didn’t know if maybe he had taken a few days off or if he was just avoiding me. I was hoping to talk to him to try to cool him down, but I knew that it would not do any good. The man was insane and if he was on the warpath gunning for me, then I was going to get scalped one way or another.
I thought about talking to the other partners about it, but I didn’t have any real proof that Josh had done anything to anyone else and even with me it was my word against his. It was difficult to accuse your boss of something that you had no evidence that he actually did.
If I was going to get some of the others to back me up, then I was going to need time to put that together. And there was no guarantee any of them would come forth and cross him, except maybe Stephanie, but even she was terrified. They had all worked so hard to get where they were and he had them all thoroughly convinced that he would ruin their careers if they didn’t play ball.
It was coming down to the idea that I might need to start thinking about shopping my resume to other firms, but I really liked where I was. There was one bad apple who was going to spoil everything for me? I couldn’t allow myself to just roll over and let that happen. I have too much fight in me. Sometimes I think I have too much fight and fire for my own damn good.
So I did what I always do when I’m stressed out—I threw myself into work. I had just been assigned a new case that was supposed to be a possibly higher profile client than the last case was.
The client was accusing his employer of unsafe working conditions which contributed to him suffering a spinal injury and being partially paralyzed on a construction site he was working on. I had spent most of the day on the phone with the client and the insurance company trying to sort out all of the details. It was a pretty interesting case and I had become so engrossed in it that I was losing track of time.
It was a little after eight in the evening when I realized the hour and that I hadn’t even eaten dinner yet. I told Julia I would probably be home by nine, but I was going to have to stop working then if I expected that to happen. I groaned as I began to pack up my stuff.
I suddenly started to get a creepy feeling. Occasionally when working late at night I got the creeps in my office. It was located on the fifth floor of the high rise and by that time the place was virtually empty except for some associates working on briefs and doing research in the basement. Sometimes I would catch a glimpse of Fred, the security guard in our neck of the woods, but for the most part, I was totally alone there. It was nice since it allowed me to really concentrate and get things done, but when I noticed it and was unable to focus on anything but the silence then it was no longer nice. It was downright terrifying.
I remember that night I felt a bit more jittery than usual. There was no reason for it, but I was also exhausted. I’d been pushing myself so hard lately. I decided right then and there that I was going to get some rest that weekend.
I was just about to head out the door of my office when I heard it. The strange squeaking sounds of shoes on the floor getting closer and closer to my office. I froze instantly and felt my heart beating faster. Who else was there that late?
Usually, if someone else was going to be there that late I would see them walking to the lounge or to the copy room every now and then. Avery sometimes did that, he was the only other person on my floor who put in the crazy hours that I did.
Suddenly there was a slight knock on my door and then a figure entered without waiting for a response.
It was Josh. I felt my whole bein
g fill with dread. What the hell was he doing there?
“Wow, burning the midnight oil as always, aren’t we Banks? That is how one gets ahead, right?” Josh said as he entered my office and closed the door behind him.
I was starting to get very nervous. I realized that we were completely alone and that he could do whatever he wanted to me right then. But of course, he wouldn’t actually… hurt me, would he? That idea was silly. He was a total slime ball but he wasn’t physically violent, was he? I tried to dismiss the idea but it would not leave me.
“Yea, I was actually just heading out,” I said.
“Oh, that’s a pity. I was hoping to have a little chat with you. I so love our little chats,” Josh said as he leaned against the door casually, effectively blocking my only escape route.
“I’ll have to take a rain check. I need to get home,” I said.
“Oh, I think you have a few minutes,” Josh said stepping forward as I tried to walk past him.
I stumbled backward dropping my briefcase.
“Careful,” Josh said. He casually picked up my briefcase and handed it to me. While he was knelt down, I had the notion of kneeing him in the nose and running for it. I was really starting to freak out. Was he just toying with me or was he really intent to do something crazy? Why was he here? How had this come to be?
I grabbed the briefcase.
“I really have to go,” I said again. I was trying to keep the nerves out of my voice but I was so scared at that moment.
“You know, I have seen you around the office for a long time. I’ve watched you, admired you, and fantasized about you even. I work up the nerve to ask you out a few times and you repeatedly shoot me down. I don’t get it.”
“Josh, please. This has gone too far. It’s not going to happen,” I said. “I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry? Wow, that’s cute,” Josh said. “I’m sorry too.”
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