I had only been inside Chas e's office once before when he had first made partner and wanted to show it off.
I stopped my anxious foot tapping to Janis's, Me and Bobby Mcgee and yanked my ear buds out. The morning Kami called me informing me that Chase had finally agreed to meet with me I practically fell out of bed and nearly killed myself dodging Manhattan traffic getting to the 35th floor of Martello Tower, where the law offices of Henderson, Freder icks and Stonewall were housed. His grip on reality had become non-existent I had never seen him this bad before and I couldn't do a damn thing without legal help. Every visit to Queensboro to see him left me reeling. So for three weeks, I’d been going out of my mind. For three weeks, Kami had been trying to threaten Chase into looking into Frankie’s case. For three weeks, I had been begging Chase to take a look at Frankie’s case, to use the dirty connections I knew he had, that his family had, that they'd all used to worm their way into the positions of power they were in. For three weeks, I had been meeting with the club's lawyers and lawyers all over the city, none of whom could get anything done as quickly as I needed it done.
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