Chapters (68)
- Partner Pursuit
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Re: Whitaker retirement party
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Friday, New York City
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Subject: Deposition of Plaintiff in James case
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Subject: Mentors Found
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Jake: While you’re stuck at work, think about this: I thought you might want to do a yoga session while I’m surfing in Santa Teresa. Should I book?
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- About the Author
- Acknowledgements
- On any top-ten list of best Sunday plans, today’s brunch with my former crush and his new girlfriend would rank number eleven … hundred. Times five. But I couldn’t say no. We’re still friends.
Audrey decided to take the upfront approach. “What happened with that? Why did he take Colette instead of me?”
“Oh, honey, he intended to invite you. I kept sending him emails reminding him to ask you and get it on your calendar. But then he said that Colette asked him straight out to take her, saying it would be a good opportunity for them to get to know each other, and he couldn’t argue with that.”
“Thanks, Mary. I feel better knowing that.” She did. She should’ve followed Tim’s advice to be aggressive and ask Hunter. But, had Tim told Colette that Hunter hadn’t invited her? She shook her head. I need to be more assertive, especially if I’m being put head-to-head with Colette.
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
Malaburn’s office was devoid of any hint of personality, aside from the legal tomes that lined the bookshelves. As Malaburn skimmed her letter to opposing counsel and her brief to dismiss the case, she looked to see if he had any personal pictures or even keepsakes. None.
“You’re too nice in this letter,” Malaburn said.
Audrey stared at him, swallowing, her brain fixated on You’re too nice. She heard Kevin saying that again, as if he was in the room. And Malaburn had known Kevin, obviously, when Kevin had been up for partner. She shook her head. Malaburn couldn’t know that Kevin had said that to her.
She had missed whatever Malaburn had just said. But he was still talking. “You need to add a sentence here, right at the top of the second page: ‘If not, we’ll see you in court.’ That’s the kicker.”
She had to focus on rebutting his assertion. “Isn’t that obvious? I wrote, ‘Here are the reasons you should settle.’”
“You need to be aggressive and say it.” He laughed. But it wasn’t a joyful laugh. “Litigation is not about being nice.”
That’s what Kevin had said. Her mom’s “Be Nice” mantra whispered in her head. But she could be aggressive. She could.
Malaburn looked back down at the brief. “Interesting first point here. Potentially risky. I’ll think about it.”
“That argument will win the motion to dismiss,” Audrey said.
“You’re surer of yourself than when we last worked together.”
“I have three more years of experience.”
“But do you have what it takes to be a partner? I mean, we can’t very well have a partner who has to get pulled off a case because it’s too much work.” His voice was mocking, and he stared at her. His green eyes almost looked yellowish in the light, like a lion’s. “How’s that going to look to the client? Unprofessional. And that’s what it looked like to me.”
He stood and walked around his desk, stopping behind her chair.