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After the longing meeting with Blake Tower to get Nadeem as a witness. Nadeem was on the phone with his wife as Matt listened in waiting for Foggy to show Blake out.
"Hey. Feels good, right?" Foggy caused him to turn away from the conversation that Nadeem was having with his wife.
Confused Matt looked the way of Foggy not knowing what he was talking about. "What? Letting Ray serve five years?"
"Any other lawyers, he would've gone away a lot longer" Foggy had pointed out with a point to his words. "But I meant working together, you and me...doing what we're supposed to be doing the way we're supposed to be doing it."
There was a smile on the corner of Matt's lips wearing the red-tinted sunglasses in Foggy's direction. "Yeah...it felt good"
"Right?" Foggy exclaimed. "Not to mention, I'm only guessing- having Y/n back...cause that was what you both were doing right?" Matt couldn't help but smile his head facing down.
"I think that should stay between us" Matt smirked a little. "But did the jackholes pay well, though, huh? With the new shoes," Foggy smiled back at Matt. "Seems like you got used to the money, Nelson."
"Your dating money, again- Murdock" Foggy teased again.
"Well," Matt dragged out not knowing if they were dating again. "We're not there yet-...' A deep sigh had come out of his mouth.
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Fisk was inside his apartment after making breakfast for Vanessa; she had landed earlier in the week which he tried to keep a secret. Mid conversation a man walked into the room holding a phone. "I'm sorry to bother you, sir, but I'm afraid this can't wait..."
"Not here," Fisk commented eyeing Vanessa who didn't seem to want to be involved. "Forgive me, please." Vanessa had agreed nodding her head causing Fisk to walk away and follow the man.
They had gone into the office, with his butler standing behind Fisk. "Never in front of Vanessa." Fisk had warned. "Tell me." The butler had handed Fisk a phone causing the man to put it to his ear.
