Lorai Espinosa, attorney by day and stripper by night.
Keeping her identity hidden proves to be easy until she finds herself stiletto deep with a mystery man in a fancy suit and a murder trial that begins to strip away at her little secret.
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Donna eyed me wearily as I neared her desk. "What is it now?" I groaned.
She pointed to my office. "I tried to tell him to leave but..."
Fuck my life. I opened the door, "Mr. Wright, I don't recall having a meeting scheduled with you?"
He smiled pretentiously, "Ah, well I figured I'd wait for you in here since you seemed a little busy back there."
I clenched my jaw. "Sorry you missed it. Would you like a reenactment?"
He chuckled and shook his head, "I'm afraid I'm not much of a fighter Mr. Specter."
"That's too bad," I sat myself down at my desk.
"Look I'll make this quick," he adjusted his tie, "I know you know Miss. Espinosas little secret...and because I consider myself to be a pretty reasonable man I'd recommend you keep her personal business out of this case and out of the courtroom."
I let out an amused breath of air, "what, is Lee Kennedy worried that their little pimp scheme will come to an end?"
"Mr. Specter, Lee Kennedy has no knowledge of Miss. Espinosas extra curricular's and she would appreciate it if it stayed that way and you," he pointed at me, "are going to honor her wish."
They don't know? He's got to be bullshitting me. "Or what?"
Mr. Wright smiled, "or...you'll regret the day you ever met me."
"God, are all you Brit's this dramatic?"
Mr. Wrights face grew serious as any and all amusement drained from his face,
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"If you care at all about your little job here I'd suggest you keep your mouth shut, because if not, trust and believe that your entire career will be over faster than you can say hi-welcome-to-Burger King."
"What did you just say to me?" I flexed my jaw.
"I may be a reasonable man Mr. Specter, but I sure as hell do not repeat myself." He turned towards the door and left.
Donna quickly hurried her way inside my office. "Harvey, what do you need me to do?"
"Nothing," I spat, "I'm gonna take care of that asshole myself."
