Page 81 of The Councilor

“Ouch.”

“Maybe it’s time for you to check your list of enemies from your other job.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m already doing that.” Defense attorneys always seemed to have several enemies: either people they hadn’t gotten off and had been released from prison or potentially in this case, a disgruntled family member of someone who had been defended successfully. The list could be very long. And it was something I’d need some help with.

I could gain access to the network at the office on my computer, tasking Roman to double check those who’d recently been released from jail.

“I’ll see you tomorrow unless you need something tonight,” Vadim now teased.

“No, I think I can handle one little lady.”

“I’m sure you can.”

I was smiling as the call was ended. However, the edge deep within was increasing. I didn’t like what was happening on any level. However, we could use the Irish mob to try to locate someone with a personal vendetta. They had skin in the game.

I immediately dialed Roman, hoping he wasn’t in court.

“You heard,” he said by way of answering.

“Yeah. Any other details, other than it was a sharpshooter and the newspaper had a bloody threat?”

“I was going to ask where you got your information but duh,” Roman said, half laughing. “Nothing. Now, the police are tight lipped. You should be worried given the attack outside the courtroom.”

“I’m not thrilled but I’m not certain this is all about the congressman in particular.”

“A new serial killer?”

“Possibly. Can you cross reference records on the most violent men recently released from prison, including from our caseload?”

Roman whistled. “Yeah, but it’ll take some time.”

“I know. I’ll check the old files myself.”

“Where are you?”

“Best you don’t know.”

“The scene was chaotic as fuck,” he offered.

“I know.”

“Married yet?”

At least I’d laughed more than once today. “Not yet. I think I’ll wait until this shit blows over.”

“Let’s just hope it does, Aleks. We have a lot to lose, including our reputation.”

“By the way, there’s a girl named Jasmine in the admin pool. Do you know her?”

He snorted. “Yeah, she was good but she sent me an email quitting on the spot. Why?”

I’ll be damned. “Because she issued an odd threat to Raphaella. Is she anyone in particular?”

“Not that I know of.”

Maybe it didn’t matter at this point. “See if you can find anything.”

“Will do.”

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