Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x Reader)

33. Lawyers, Guns and Money, pt. 1

Just as Karen sneaks out of the hospital through the back entrance, a man emerges from the shadows of the containers and Karen stops in her tracks, quickly deciding to take another route, yet strong, dirty arms grab her from the darkness and push her into the wall with so much force that it knocks her breath out for a second.

"So, why are you bothering the old woman?" The man asks, bad breath hits Karen's face, snapping her out of the momentary trance.

"Get off of me!" Karen tries to push the man away from her and somehow manages to grab her mace, but the man turns out to be quicker and slams her hand by the wrist.

"She gonna spray you." The first guy returns, the low lights of the street shine as bright as the moon on his bald head, but the emotion that he carries on his face makes him look as if his face was glued to an egg.

"Maybe I take that away from you, empty the whole thing in your face. Burn your eyes out, so you don't go snooping where you're not supposed to." The second guy says, voice filled with hatred.

Karen wriggles out of his hands and slightly kicks him in the balls with her knee, but the bald guy pushes her to the ground. "Stupid bitch!" He shouts before something painfully collides with his head and he falls like a leaf to the ground.

Karen watches a softball roll on the ground right next to her and abruptly raises her head from the ground, only to notice Foggy standing in a fighting position with a baseball bat in his hands and his briefcase swinging around in a very funny way. "Foggy? Oh my God, what are you doing here?"

Foggy matches her wild expression and shouts back, "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" Karen shouts again, quickly spraying the guy with her mace. "Are you following me?"

"Yeah." Foggy exhales with relief, watching the two men roll on the ground. He was indeed following her, but halfway through his journey, he almost went to Marci's apartment. Now he was glad he didn't quit.

"Why?"

"Because you were acting weird. I was worried about you."

"I can take care of myself."

"Let's discuss that away from the maniacs, okay? Come on!" Foggy gently grabs Karen's wrist and pulls her away from the scene.

*** 

"Good morning, Mrs Cardenas." You enter her ward confidently carrying yourself with Matt almost lazily following behind. The two of you today looked as different as day and night.

"Buenos días, Mrs Cardenas." He greets with a fake cheerfulness, because after yesterday he was anything but cheerful, which you noticed in the car.

"Buenos días," Mrs Cardenas answers, a big smile resting on her face.

"Oh, I see that you're feeling better today, right?" You occupy the window pane and put your briefcase, pulling out some papers.

"Sí, sí, a lot better." She confirms and sits up in the bed. You take a seat next to her on the armchair, crossing your legs. Your skirt rides up a little, exposing your bare legs and you receive a disapproving look from the elderly woman. Matt takes in a breath of changed air, but doesn't put energy into bothering about it.

"So, have you thought more about our offer?" You ignore her judgy eyes and continue with business. It wasn't your problem that these pencil skirts were too short for your rather thick thighs.

"Sí, I will do it."

"That's great news," you smile and immediately turn to look at Matt, but don't receive the same emotion from him. Something inside you feels betrayed, like a tennis ball hitting the wall and bouncing away from it. "We should start with the paper work, first let's sign the attorney-client confidentiality agreement, in which everything you say is only between you, me and my partner, and I would like to note that you should only talk to us about the matter, when other parties get involved, sometimes things don't go the way you wanted." You say while going back to your briefcase to pull out more papers and stop next to Matt who was standing there. "Could you translate, please?"