His cherry wood desk was accompanied
by a high back chocolate brown office chair. He motioned her to sit across from
him in one of the matching chocolate brown leather chairs in front of his desk.
She sat down, tentatively. He waited for her to look up at him before speaking.
Her hazel eyes shone with specs of green and light brown as her gaze met his.
“Mrs. Herring,” he started.
“It’s Ms. Herring,” she said, not
quite sure why she felt the need to correct him.
“Okay, Ms. Herring, welcome to our
office.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. How much
experience do you have in criminal law?”
“I am very experienced. I worked as
a paralegal for five years before going for my PhD. I continued to work as a paralegal
while pursuing my degree. I never missed a beat when it came to my cases or my
classes. I graduated top of the class.”
“That is all great, but tells me
nothing. I asked how much experience you had not what you did in school. Have
you ever tried a case or assisted in trying a case?”
“I was second chair on most of my
former boss’s cases. He wanted me to get the courtroom experience.”
“Good, so you are familiar with the
courtroom.”
“Yes.”
“Good, that is less I will have to
teach you. You worked at Farmer and Gold, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Why did you leave?” he asked. She
knew this question was going to come. She was just hoping it wasn’t today. She
didn’t want to reveal her past to anyone just yet.
“I had an issue with one of the
other lawyers,” she mustered. Issue wasn’t the word for it. Mr. Farmer’s son
was an obsessive asshole that wouldn’t leave her alone. He wanted her to date
him and she refused. Telling him no wasn’t going to fly with him. He kept harassing
her. It would start as soon as she walked into the office in the morning. He
would corner her and tell her all the things he wanted to do to her and what he
wanted her to do to him. He called her on her cellphone at night. She even
changed her number, but that bastard got a hold of it and kept it up. She even
went to Mr. Farmer about it. She thought he would do something about it. She
was wrong. Even though, he had been the one to hire her and take her on all of
his cases, he still favored his son. Finally, she couldn’t take it. She
searched for another job. She didn’t want to leave the one she had, but she was
no longer comfortable there. She found this one and came in for an interview.
Thankfully, they saw her record and hired on the spot without too many
questions.
“An issue?”
“Yes,” she said, a little embarrassed.
She knew what he was assuming about her, but it was far from the truth. Should
she let him think what he wanted or explain the situation to him?
To be continued.......
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