Page 2 of Hooked on Mack
“Very well. I trust you. Don't let me down.”
“Never,” I promised, my optimism shining through.
As Ava left my office, the realness of the challenge sunk on my shoulders. Not only did I have to contend with Ava's entitlement and demands, but I also had the opportunity to face off against the enigmatic Larissa Montgomery. The stakes were high, but I was more than ready to rise to the occasion.
“Alright, team,” I declared as Ellen and the rest of my staff gathered around. “It's time to show Larissa Montgomery what Mack Harrington is made of.” We dove headfirst into our preparations. “Let's start by digging into Mark's finances. I have a hunch there's something shady going on there.”
“Already on it,” Sam, our financial expert, said, tapping away at his laptop.
“Excellent. Now, we also need to gather proof of his infidelity and any abusive behavior toward Ava.”
“Consider it done,” Jill, our investigator, added, already dialing a number on her phone. “I've got some contacts who might be able to help us out.”
“Perfect. Now, let's talk strategy. How do we throw Larissa off her game from the get-go? We need something unexpected, something she won't see coming.”
“Like what?” Sam asked, looking up from his screen.
“Think outside the box,” I urged them. “We need something that will make her question her own tactics and give us the upper hand.”
“Maybe we could use some of her past cases against her? Show that she has a pattern of losing when faced with certain types of evidence or strategies?” Jill proposed.
“Interesting idea,” I acknowledged. “Look into it, but let's not rely solely on that. We need a multifaceted approach.”
“Got it, boss,” Ellen replied. “We'll come up with a plan that's foolproof and, more importantly, Larissa-proof.”
“Exactly.” I grinned at my team, the thrill of the challenge coursing through my veins. “This is our chance to show her what we're made of. Let's leave her speechless when we present our case in court.”
“Here's to victory,” Sam declared, raising an imaginary glass.
“Cheers to that,” I agreed, my optimism shining through. “Now let's get to work. We won't rest until we've done everything possible to win this for Ava.”
We dove into our tasks, each member of the team driven by the desire not just to win, but to outwit and outmaneuver the formidable Larissa Montgomery. The days ahead would be filled with long hours, but I knew that together, we were more than capable of rising to the occasion.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a gentle purple glow across the city as I stood in my office, surrounded by stacks of evidence. My fingers traced the edge of a damning photograph with a surge of confidence. We had more than enough to build a rock-solid case against Mark Kennsington; I just needed to piece it together perfectly.
“Alright, team, we've got infidelity, financial misconduct, and abusive behavior.”
“Exhibit A,” Ellen piped up, holding up a glossy photo of Mark cozying up with someone who was most definitely not Ava. “Caught in the act.”
“Excellent work, Ellen,” I commended her, before turning my attention to Sam. “What about his finances?”
He grinned, waving a stack of papers bound by a thick paperclip. “Found some questionable transactions in his business accounts. Looks like he's been siphoning off funds.”
“Nice catch, Sam! And Jill, what have you got on the abuse allegations?”
“Plenty of texts and emails from Mark to Ava that show a clear pattern of emotional abuse,” Jill revealed, scrolling through a digital folder on her tablet. “Enough to make your blood boil.”
I clapped my hands together. “We're going to present this evidence in court so masterfully that Larissa won't know what hit her.” My mind raced with strategies and tactics.
“We’ve got this. Larissa has no idea what she's up against.” Ellen smiled.
“We can't get cocky. We need to stay focused and be prepared for any curveballs she throws our way.”
“Absolutely, boss,” Sam chimed in, his eyes locked on the evidence before him. “We'll be ready for anything.”
We poured over the evidence. The future was uncertain, but one thing was clear—we were a force to be reckoned with, and I couldn't wait to prove it in court.
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