“Sorry I’m late,” Julian said as he took a seat next to Carson.
“We’re just getting started.”Corbin zeroed in on Julian.“Everything all right, son?”
“Yep.We finally settled the McDavid case this morning, with Rachel getting sole custody, thanks to Carson’s excellent work.”
“That guy made it easy,” Carson said in the gruff, no-nonsense tone that was his hallmark.He prided himself on being the only Remington sibling not to waste three years of his life in law school.
Julian wondered if his father had asked Carson when he was getting a haircut yet, as he did at the start of every partner meeting.Carson ignored him every time and went on living life on his own terms, regardless of their father’s opinion.Even though Carson wasn’t an attorney, he was still a partner in the business.
“Good job on finishing McDavid,” Corbin said.“How’d the father take the sole custody news?”
“Not well at all,” Julian said.“We were granted a DVRO, but I’m not sure that’ll keep him away from the wife and kids.She may be looking at relocating.”
“And the situation with your friend…”
The question was laced with subtext that included the not-so-subtle message to keep his romantic nonsense out of Corbin’s office.“Handled.Won’t happen again.”
“See that it doesn’t.”
It was on the tip of Julian’s tongue to tell him to shut up with the boss crap, especially in front of the others.If there was one thing he and his brothers hated about working with their father, it was his propensity to talk to them like he had when they were teenagers—in front of the people they worked with.
But since he often went days without crossing paths—or swords—with his father and boss, Julian bit his tongue and reminded himself that the pros far outweighed the cons.
Most of the time, anyway.
Lauren Teller, who was in her late fifties but looked a decade younger and oversaw their forensic accounting practice, shook her head in dismay.“Why does the woman always have to relocate to stay away from a man who’s legally prohibited from going anywhere near her?”
“That’s a good question without a reasonable answer,” Julian said.“It shouldn’t be that way, but sometimes they feel safer disappearing into a new life where the ex-husband can’t find them.”
“It’s madness,” Lauren said.
Julian had represented Lauren’s sister two years earlier when Holly had fled an abusive marriage.She’d ended up moving from LA to Michigan to get away from her ex, taking Lauren’s young niece and nephew with her.
“Agreed,” Julian said.“But we can only do what we can for them and hope the RO keeps them safe.”
After a knock on the door, Griffin’s assistant, Mei Chen, came in to hand him an envelope.“Just signed for this.They said it was urgent.”The pretty young Chinese woman was freaking brilliant, according to Griffin, who often said he couldn’t function without her.
“Thanks,” Griffin said.
She nodded and left the room.
“Moving on,” Corbin said, “what else is happening?”
“I’m meeting with Cresley Dane at two,” Julian said.“She’s dealing with some flak from her son’s father.”
“I could take that for you if you’re too busy,” Carson said with a grin.
Julian laughed.“Thanks, but I’ve got it covered.”
“Lucky bastard,” Carson muttered.
“Someone’s gotta do it,” Julian said to his brother.
“Son of a bitch.”Griffin stared down at a sheet of paper.His normally tanned complexion had gone stark white.He was the one true blond among the brothers, having gotten their mother’s fair coloring, as had their sister Jordan.
“What’s wrong?”Corbin asked.
“I… uh…” Griffin gathered his stuff and got up.“I’ve got to go.”
