A story about a young woman, who fought her way through life. Only to have to fight again.
Brietta Sinclair.
She's an orphan by mysterious circumstances, and a lonely lawyer who doesn't trust easily.
What happens when she takes on a case that hit...
I've been working on the Italian's case for a week now. Today is a closed trial against the police. Alessandro and Paolo were hesitant to let me take them on but eventually agreed.
Ashton's been on my case ever since, trying to figure out what I'm doing and what the Italians wanted. He is completely clueless, and I'm not about to be the one to explain it to him.
So I've been doing the work at my apartment, or at BB&F. Agatha let's me use her office when I need it.
Today is the first time I'm going back into the office.
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"Good morning Ms. Sinclair, Mr Barnes is waiting for you in the conference room, with Mr. Rinaldi and his family." Fran tells me
"Thank you Fran." I acknowledge then go on my way
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I walk into the conference room and sit my bag down on the table. Which gets everyone's attention.
Ashton comes up to me and grabs my arm and says "I've been calling you. Where have you been?"
"Doing my job, and minding my business. You?" I ask as I remove his arm from mine
Ashton glares at me
"I'd stop looking at her like that, if you'd like to keep your job here." Alessandro warns
"Why is that?" Ashton nearly hisses out
What an idiot. He honestly doesn't understand that they could easily kill him, and get away with it.
"I still own my share in this company." Ashton states
"Allow me to rephrase. Leave Ms. Sinclair alone, or you'll no longer be breathing to have a job here." Alessandro says with a stern look
If looks could kill Ashton would be dead, six feet under and still bleeding.
Ashton inhales and walks out.
"I had it handled but thank you." I tell Alessandro
He nods
"I apologize to all of you that your first time meeting me, is in a little disagreement with my brother. He tends to throw tantrums, so I apologize on his behalf as well." I announce
"It's quite alright Brietta, meet my wife Thalia. She's American as well, so she might understand some terms a bit better than I." Paolo introduces
"Hello, Mrs Rinaldi. It's nice to finally meet you." I say as I go to shake the woman's hand, only she pulls me into a hug. I awkwardly hug her back with a pat on the back.
"Please call me Thalia, it's nice to meet you as well." Thalia says as she lets me go from the hug
"These are our sons Silas and Santino." Paolo introduces
I shake both of their hands then move to the only person left that I don't know Alessandro says "This is my son Salvatore."
I shake Salvatore's hand, and much like his father he grips my hand so I flex my hand and grip his just as tight while saying "It's nice to meet you."
Salvatore smirks and says "You as well."
All of us sit around the table.
"Now I wanted to hold this meeting so I could meet each of you so I know who I'm defending, and to ask a couple more questions before we head to the trial." I announce
"What could meeting us have told you?" Silas questions
"A lot actually. Thalia is American so if ever questioned they'd go harder at her expecting her to break easier, only I don't think she'd know the answers they'd want. Even if she did she's got too innocent of an aura for them to push too hard in trial, because they wouldn't want the water works to happen. Salvatore would be next although they would give up quickly, because his face much like Alessandro's gives nothing away. Paolo is wise and clever enough to more than likely get out of the situation altogether. Leaving you and your brother." I say then I look at Alessandro and ask him "How'd I do?"
"perfetto" Alessandro says while smiling
"Is she calling us a responsabilità?" Santino questions his father and uncle but I answer
"Yes." I say flatly
"You speak Italian?" Alessandro asks
I give a nod and say "Which brings us to my next question that couldn't be asked over the phone. Which position do each of you hold? Before you ask I need to know so I know how I'll need to defend each of you."
"Of course." Alessandro says then goes on to say "I'm the Don"
"Yes, that one was obvious." I say
Alessandro smiles and nods to Paolo
"Salvatore is the underboss. He is next in line to be the Don, and helps handle the load." Paolo explains
"Next in line. Hands are dirtier than Alessandro's. Got it." I say while taking mental notes
"She's good." Thalia says
Paolo and Alessandro nod in agreement
"Next is me. I'm what some call a third hand man." Paolo says smiling
"Actual term please." I say in return
"I'm what they call a consigliere. I give guidance, and such to Alessandro." Paolo says
"Perfect. Trusted council, and adviser. Got it. Next?" I question
"Next are Silas and Santino. They are what most call capo's. They help manage and keep count of our other members as a captain of sort. Kind of like if they we're a captain in the military." Paolo explains
"So they are responsible for training, and cleaning up messes?" I say as more of a question
Alessandro nods
"Okay. Any other members I should know about?" I ask
"No. All of our members, are like family. We call them as such, but they are more foot soldiers, and guards than anything else. Most of them are unknown, as it should be." Paolo explains
"Okay great. Now if everyone could follow me, we have a trial to be at in about twenty minutes."
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