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Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella" ([personal profile] self_composed) wrote2012-09-28 11:19 am

technically not karma

Paul S. Washington, defense attorney, is having the worst day.

He got the case referred to him by a New York firm that sometimes deals with his when they need to work on interests that involve or take place in Washington State. This qualifies - dad knocks around his kid a little, kid gets fed up even though he could have moved out months ago if he'd get off his ass and find a job instead of complaining, dad is offering a very nice hourly rate. So far so good.

His coffee maker breaks. He has instant instead, but burns his hand when he drinks it. A car alarm within earshot seems to be going off every six minutes. His car starts fine, and then strands him in the middle of the highway. His cell dies halfway through the call to AAA, and he sits there waiting for them to find him based on which highway he's on without any further details. Eventually they do, he borrows the driver's cell to call a cab, the cab takes an hour to get there, the cabbie gets lost and still charges him for the full distance driven, and finally he's at the police station in Forks - a little nowhere town - to talk to his client, but not before he trips gracelessly over the threshold and nearly breaks his nose.

Ugh.

It had better be a very nice hourly rate.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The first words Delaney Hammond, Sr. says to his prospective attorney are, "What in God's name took you so long?"
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't have to look so constipated about it," says Mr. Hammond. "You'll have enough of a chance to wring me dry while you're actually working for me."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he says, grumblingly, and names an hourly rate that is indeed very nice. "How's that sound?"
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"What do you think?" he growls.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"My version is, if that little demon could stay out of trouble for five straight minutes, maybe I could be a little gentler with him," says Mr. Hammond. "But I don't think you want to say that to a jury, or not in so many words."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"He starts fights at school like clockwork," is the first thing to come to mind. "Never goes to class, hasn't done any homework in years, his room is a sty, he can't keep his foul mouth shut at the dinner table..."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"He nearly got arrested for prostitution in New York," Mr. Hammond admits grudgingly. "Didn't quite, though. I've spent a lot of effort over the years keeping him out of the hands of police, and this is how he repays me."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"All the highlights, anyway," he says.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"He steals his mother's clothing and makeup," says Mr. Hammond.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"My wife," he growls, "abandoned ship. I don't know that she'll have the stones to say a word against me, but she won't say one for me, that's for damn sure."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Most of it," says Mr. Hammond. "Including what an incorrigible monster she gave birth to, but apparently that doesn't sway her any."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"My driver's probably seen a few things, but I don't know that they'll manage to squeeze any out of him."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"If they have to get him to admit he knows something first, I doubt they'll get that far. But who knows. If Judith can grow a spine at this late hour, maybe he can too."
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
He makes an eloquently disgusted face.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"The reputational consequences have been and gone," he says. "What's a plea bargain going to get me?
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Mr. Hammond harrumphs.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll think about it," he allows.
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[personal profile] edgeofyourseat 2012-09-28 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't think so," says Mr. Hammond.