Chapter 93

• The elevator doors opened, and we stepped into a second lobby. A large circular desk sat across from the elevator with an empty seat. I knew the layout of the top floor well, my father's office sat to once side of the reception desk and his partners sat to the other side. At least that's where his partners desk was, before he retired.
• Parks and Brown was the name of the firm before old man Jacob Brown decided to retire, handing the reins over completely to my father, and now the sign out front read simply, 'Parks.' As the story goes, my father was taken on as an unpaid intern by Jacob—at Grandpa's insistence—where he worked his way up the ladder, from paid work in the mail room all the way to up Mr Brown's personal assistant. He studied law the entire time he worked here and according to Jacob; was the best he'd ever seen. Brown made my father a partner when he was only twenty-one and the two had been making a big name for themselves ever since. I hoped my sudden push to my father's assistant wasn't seen as favouritism by any of his employees.
• "Greetings Mr Parks," a woman's voice called from his office. "I have the cases you requested on your desk." From out of my father's office came a platinum-haired beauty, even my time around gorgeous girls since being home hadn't dulled my senses for hot women when I saw one.