Miss Pearson,
I would like to thank you for allowing me the opportunity to continue at your firm. As you know from our dinner, being a lawyer was my chance to do something good. Not just for myself, but for my sister whom you thought needed to be mentioned in your letter.
Until I got this job, I could barely afford my grandmother's care, let alone Meghan's. I didn't tell anyone about her because I didn't want her to be used against me in any deals. Unfortunately, that didn't workout.
As of today, I, Michael J. Ross, formally resign from Pearson Darby.
Mike read and reread his letter of resignation. Was he really going to do this? He almost put it off to the side to continue his assigned cases when he looked up in time to see Harvey walk by. His mentor spared a glance toward his office before quickly looking away.
He looked down at his desk where the letter had once been to find it had returned to his hand. He signed and dated it before printing out another letter. This time, to Harvey and Donna. He wasn't sure if they were going to read it, but he had to at least try.
To Harvey and Donna,
I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. The drugs and getting expelled were bad, but not the worst. And no amount of apologies can fix what I did. I just hope you'll understand the reason for what I did.
The two of you gave me the one thing I couldn't get for myself, or for my sister. Stability. When I said you weren't there, I was talking about who was used against me, not what. I couldn't care less if she followed through and had me arrested for refusing to betray you. But she brought my sister into this.
Donna, your search into Meghan scared me because of the article you found. We both thought you had uncovered something. I swear this is not to butter you up, but Donna, you are crazy intuitive. Yes, she is my sister. I've been her legal guardian for six years.
We grew up in witness protection because of something our brother's father did. What we know is what we were told which wasn't much to be completely honest.
To make a long story short, we've been hiding from the Marshal's for twelve years. Jessica's letter to the district attorney listed everything I've done since I started working here, including some things Trevor said happened before. She was going to alert the Marshal's.
It's no excuse but I did what needed to be done for Meghan's health. She was born three months early with a hole in her heart, a result of the accident that killed my parents.
I recently learned that Jessica's background check on my sister was a lot more thorough than it needed to be. And just a touch sloppy. Her investigator pretended to be Meghan's doctor. Meghan's prescription got changed. Until that happened, my sister hadn't experienced an episode in a long time. Now she's had two in the last month. The most recent one could have killed her.
She's the last living connection I have to my family, and I would do anything to protect her, just like you did for your brother.
Jessica saw this office as a reward for the things I accomplished from Folsom Foods to the merger. Said I could see it as a reminder of what I did to you or look to the future and the things I can accomplish.
As of today, I have resigned from Pearson Darby. I deserve the cold shoulder, but not the office. It wasn't earned. And I don't want to be here if the three of us aren't solid.
He signed this one as well. Only one copy of this letter was needed as it was a personal one, so he closed it up in his desk just in case the associates he used to share a room with tried snooping on him.
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Meghan Ross: Con Artist in Training
FanfictionThere was more than prison at stake... much more. She was one of Mike's last living connections to the late Rosses. He couldn't go against Jessica. Not when his fifteen-year-old sister, with a heart condition, was mentioned in the letter. She couldn...