His reply comes quickly.
Dylan: Big plans?
My fingers fly over the phone’s screen before I press send again.
Eden: Work and sleep.
Dylan: Until tomorrow then.
Eden: Goodnight.
I close the messaging app and open the email app.
I stare at the unread email before I click the envelope to open it. I read every word before I hit reply.
I press send after typing out three short words: I’ll be there.
Chapter 38
Dylan
I spent most of the morning with a client who is nearing the finish line on his seventh divorce.
I sat in his office uptown and listened when he went on about the unflattering traits of his estranged wife. I didn’t interrupt him when he repeatedly brought up the names of his fifth and sixth ex-wives.
He needs a chart just to keep of what he doesn’t like about the women he once loved enough to marry.
After two hours of that, I cut in to tell him that I had all the information I needed.
What I really had was zero patience left.
I’m good at what I do, but some cases wear on me.
That’s one of them.
He’ll never take my advice not to get married again. I’m here the next time he needs me. I’m betting that will be within the next eighteen months.
“Mr. Colt,” Gunner says my name just as he raps his knuckles against the doorframe of my office.
I didn’t jump this time because I heard him coming down the corridor. I threatened to buy bells for his shoelaces if he didn’t start warning me of his impending arrival.
Since then, he’s become heavy-footed; stomping out his steps to alert me that he’s on his way to interrupt my day.
“What is it?” I ask back in a clipped tone.
“Is something bothering you, sir?”
Someone is bothering me. On any other day, Gunner would be that someone, but today the title belongs to Chet Richmond.
I Googled the hell out of him last night.
I was up to the wee hours, reading everything I could find on the model-turned lawyer.
Who gives up a career modeling next to some of the world’s most beautiful women to go to law school?
Chet Richmond does.
He also volunteers at a soup kitchen in Buffalo, runs marathons, and builds birdhouses in his spare time.