“And you’re supposed to be in my office, not Robert’s.”
“I swear, I’ll make it up to you.”
“You’d better,” he grumbled. “I hate doing office work.”
“I know, and I’ll work late tonight to make sure that everything’s in order.”
“Fine.”
After a few more minutes of him grumbling, he finally relented and got off the phone. It took me longer than I would have liked to get into the city, but rush hour traffic was a bitch. I couldn’t believe so many people did this every day. It was insane. I parked in the parking garage and ran across the street, dashing through traffic and narrowly escaping death to get to Robert’s firm. The security guard flagged me in when I gave him my name and I rushed to the elevator, hitting the button to close the doors when more people started walking my way. I wasn’t waiting for anyone. When I stumbled out of the elevator, people stared at me and my crumpled state, but I didn’t care about that right now. I practically ran down the hall, totally dismissing the secretary that stood and yelled at me to stop. I almost ran past the conference room until I saw Robert in there with a very pissed off Rebecca. When I shoved the door open, she stood and pursed her lips at me.
“I thought the agreement was that you would be here for every meeting?”
“I am here.”
“I’ve been waiting.”
Robert tried to interject, but I spoke up first. “I live an hour from here. As soon as I got the call, I was out my door. Do I look like I bothered to shower before rushing out the door to meet your needy ass?”
She smirked slightly before covering it and sitting back down. Robert pulled out a chair for me and sat next to me. “As I was saying, if he knows that you’ve been here, we’ll have to come up with a new strategy. I’ll start working immediately on finding a way around this and-“
“Wait, why do we need a new strategy?”
Robert turned to me, impatience on his face. “Because the minute he found out she came to see a divorce attorney, he probably called one of his own. By now, he’s strategizing on how to keep as much of her money as possible.”
“No, you just need to find another reason that she could have been visiting you,” I clarified.
“What? Like telling him that I was having an affair with Robert?” Rebecca said dryly.
“No, tell him that you’re updating your will.”
“We don’t do wills here,” Robert said.
“Fine, so tell him that Robert is an old friend of yours and with all your assets and how fast your companies are growing, you needed to update your will, but you wanted someone you trusted to handle it. Say that you’ve known Robert from your time in school together or something.”
“Could that work?” Rebecca asked.
“It’s possible, but would he believe it?”
“Not without an actual will for him to see,” she said, her brows furrowing.
Geez, these two were driving me insane with their worrying. “So, create another will. Make it something that’s too good for him to pass up. If you play it right, he won’t suspect a thing. You could even put provisions in there for his so-called company. Just make sure that you bring the will to him before he confronts you, otherwise it’ll look like you’re hiding something from him.”
“But if something happens to me, he’ll get everything,” Rebecca stressed. “I can’t risk that.”
“Well, just don’t die before we can have the will changed back. And maybe hire some security, you know, in case you think he’ll try and kill you.”
Robert’s eyes snapped to mine and he glared. Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have said that out loud.
“What? It’s a possibility. She should be prepared. But as long as she plays this smart, he’ll never know. She could also use this as an excuse for the move. She can say that the city is getting to her and she needs to move someplace she can relax. And when he questions the will and the security, she can just tell him that with the chaos of everything, she feels she needs protection. Ooh,” I said excitedly. “She could hire your brother!”
“Your brother?” Rebecca asked.
Robert sighed. “My brother works in security. He’s former military.”
“Is he good? Because if I go through with this, allow him to see this will, I’m not so sure he wouldn’t try something.”