Page 25 of Legal Attraction

“The police have and may have questions for all of us. Keeping Attorney client privilege in mind, you are encouraged to help them in any way you can.”

“But we aren’t doing anything ourselves? This was a targeted attack. Do we know what they were looking for? Did they find it?” Rand’s questions were Coral’s and she looked around for some nods or support from any of the others, but most faces were blank.

“I know you’ve been through more than most attorneys this week. And with your briefcase stolen this probably feels possibly more organized and related than it really is.”

Rand opened his mouth but then closed it and to Coral’s surprise, he just nodded in response.

What was with this Goldstein and Smithson? The team seemed more bent on quieting the staff than finding the truth. They didn’t seem at all concerned at least to Coral, that there might be a repeat attack. If someone had a reason to go after them, they would do it again. Surely the men they had in custody were not the only people involved.

Her father was going to have fits. And Coral wasn’t certain she could keep him from insisting she leave. “But someone is looking into all those things aren’t they?”

“Someone certainly is. I cannot guarantee that you or even I will be involved in the investigation or receiving reports back from it.”

Coral was about to inform him that he could expect communication from her father but Rand cleared his throat. “I’m sure we will share what information we can when we have it. In the meantime, I’ve asked for a delivery from Tommy’s Teahouse and a selection of our favorite scones as well as sandwiches from Sandy Sal’s.”

“Excellent Rand. Thank you. Now, we will begin our interviews and an opportunity to speak to the company counselor. If we could start with Ms. Jaden Fenstein?” He lifted a hand and gestured that she follow him into a side room where a camera was set up. Two other men joined her and the door shut.

Coral had no idea what her expression looked like, but everything about that room shouted for her to run. She stood and made her way to the door. But when she got there, one of the security detail stepped in front of her. “Come, Ms. Anastas, stay for a bit of tea. We want to ensure everyone has recovered before we all get back to work.”

“I was thinking I’d like to use the bathroom?” She raised both eyebrows until he nodded and she stepped aside.

Coral wasted no time at the bathroom, but she did step inside a moment, then peeked out again. The man had dipped his head back in the room. She pushed open the door and ran down the hall toward the back stairs.

The door was locked. The elevators were turned off. Her office door was open but there was nowhere to go from there. The front receptionist desk was empty. The doors to exit were locked. Her name badge did not work to open them.

“Ms. Anastas.”

She turned to see the Mr. Goldstein.

“What can I help you with, my dear? This has been a trying morning.”

“I wanted to step outside for some air. I don’t think I’m doing very well.” Her breath was coming faster and the longer she felt trapped in the building, the more she felt like a prisoner. “I feel, trapped.” Her breathing picked up. “I might hyperventilate. Could someone come outside with me?” She assumed they would allow an escort.

“Or even better, we have an excellent view on the roof. Would you like that?”

She nodded. If she played along, they would have to let them go some time. “That would be excellent.”

“I’ll take you myself. Come with me.” He led her to the same staircase she had been unable to access and held his badge up to the security square. The door clicked open and they began several flights up to the top. The door opened onto a lovely garden area. It was full of greenery. The railings were high. And the streets around them seemed quiet. She walked to the edge. “Everything seems too quaint and cozy. Down there. They have no idea.”

“And things are usually very quiet around here. It is rather unfortunate that you have been involved in two frightening events in the last week, but until your involvement in our firm, things like this just did not happen on a regular basis.”

“Are you saying it’s my fault?”

“No, of course not. But I do believe your position as a royal creates some security complications.”

“I’m certain my father will be contacting your team. That will be an additional complication. I do apologize if my presence here was the cause of your danger. I cannot imagine what it could possibly be related to as far as I’m concerned.”

“Might I ask you a few questions about your involvement with Rand McCarthy?”

Her mouth went dry. “Certainly. I don’t have any involvement with Rand.”

He nodded. “You were both at the bombing at the Palisades?”

“Yes, he risked his life to save everyone at that table.”

“And you saw him working with some firm clients?”

“And other attorneys as well I believe. Or I’m assuming so now that I know he works for this firm. Astra and Anders?”

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