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between my eyes. I rested my face in my
hands and rubbed my temples. “So he let you go?”
“He let us go.”
I sat back on the couch and considered what Maddie had just
told me. All in all, I was impressed with my wife’s ingenuity. Not a lot of
people would have had the guts to try something like that and not get thrown in
jail in the process. As for the Hawthorne Graves ploy, I’d definitely be
calling Felicia on that one.
I moved closer to Maddie on the couch. “I’m glad you didn’t
get arrested,” I told her, and I leaned over and kissed her.
“So you’re not mad at me?” she said.
“Not real mad.”
“Do you think something’s going on there?”
“Maddie, I don’t know. I mean, it sounds weird. But the place
could be perfectly legitimate. I don’t know.”
“It feels wrong, Samuel. The whole thing just feels wrong.”
“Well, we’ll know soon enough. I’m already working on getting
an order.”
Chapter 7
It took me two weeks to get a court order and it took calling
in a favor from a judge to get it. In the meantime, I needed to respond to discovery
requests from the defendants in Earl’s discrimination case. Russ set up an
appointment for late in the afternoon for Earl to come down to go over the
interrogatories. The defendants were very specific in their questions, which
made me wonder if Earl was hiding something from me. In general, the broader
the questions, the more likely the defendants were on a fishing expedition,
hoping to snag some information they could use against us. These defendants
weren’t using nets. They had their hook in the water and were zeroed in on a
specific catch.
Once again, Earl arrived at my office to the minute of his
scheduled appointment. I wondered if he waited outside the door watching the
second hand tick off so that he could time his appearance so precisely. Russ
announced Earl’s presence in typical military fashion. As unconventional as
his manner had seemed when he’d first started working with me, I was finding
more and more that I liked his soldierly ways. Earl, on the other hand, did
not yet share the sentiment.
“Wussup with that dude, man?”
“Who?” I asked, as if my office was overflowing with men he
could be referring to.
He maneuvered his massive body into one of the relatively
slight chairs in front of my desk. That must have been how Goldilocks looked
in Baby Bear’s chair just before she reduced it to splinters.
“Your secatary. He a military man?”
I nodded and looked down at some papers, trying not to smile.
“I ain’t got nothin’ against military people, but a secatary
supposed to be a woman. Tha’sall there is to it,” he proclaimed.
“Give him a chance. He kind of grows on you.”
“Ain’t right. Tha’sall I’m sayin’.”
I steered the conversation to the work at hand. “I want us to
go over these interrogatories together. These are questions that the defendant,
that DIFCO, is asking us; like the ones that we sent them. We’ll answer them
together.”
“Okay.”
I flipped to a page that I’d tagged and read off the
interrogatory. “ Please describe any incident(s) in which you were
reprimanded verbally or in writing regarding your use of profanity, vulgarity,
or offensive remarks to co-workers or supervisors .” I looked up at him
waiting for a response, but his face was blank. I shrugged my shoulders. He
shrugged his.
“Let’s go for an answer here,” I prodded.
“Oh. You want me to answer it now?”
“Please.”
“I think it was twice,” he said.
“In what context?”
He looked confused. “Wasn’t no contest.”
I couldn’t help smile. The guy was too damn likable.
“Context,” I repeated. “Tell me about the times when you used profanity or
vulgar language.”
“Okay.” He tried to shift in his chair but there was no wiggle
room. I was pretty sure I heard the wood
hands and rubbed my temples. “So he let you go?”
“He let us go.”
I sat back on the couch and considered what Maddie had just
told me. All in all, I was impressed with my wife’s ingenuity. Not a lot of
people would have had the guts to try something like that and not get thrown in
jail in the process. As for the Hawthorne Graves ploy, I’d definitely be
calling Felicia on that one.
I moved closer to Maddie on the couch. “I’m glad you didn’t
get arrested,” I told her, and I leaned over and kissed her.
“So you’re not mad at me?” she said.
“Not real mad.”
“Do you think something’s going on there?”
“Maddie, I don’t know. I mean, it sounds weird. But the place
could be perfectly legitimate. I don’t know.”
“It feels wrong, Samuel. The whole thing just feels wrong.”
“Well, we’ll know soon enough. I’m already working on getting
an order.”
Chapter 7
It took me two weeks to get a court order and it took calling
in a favor from a judge to get it. In the meantime, I needed to respond to discovery
requests from the defendants in Earl’s discrimination case. Russ set up an
appointment for late in the afternoon for Earl to come down to go over the
interrogatories. The defendants were very specific in their questions, which
made me wonder if Earl was hiding something from me. In general, the broader
the questions, the more likely the defendants were on a fishing expedition,
hoping to snag some information they could use against us. These defendants
weren’t using nets. They had their hook in the water and were zeroed in on a
specific catch.
Once again, Earl arrived at my office to the minute of his
scheduled appointment. I wondered if he waited outside the door watching the
second hand tick off so that he could time his appearance so precisely. Russ
announced Earl’s presence in typical military fashion. As unconventional as
his manner had seemed when he’d first started working with me, I was finding
more and more that I liked his soldierly ways. Earl, on the other hand, did
not yet share the sentiment.
“Wussup with that dude, man?”
“Who?” I asked, as if my office was overflowing with men he
could be referring to.
He maneuvered his massive body into one of the relatively
slight chairs in front of my desk. That must have been how Goldilocks looked
in Baby Bear’s chair just before she reduced it to splinters.
“Your secatary. He a military man?”
I nodded and looked down at some papers, trying not to smile.
“I ain’t got nothin’ against military people, but a secatary
supposed to be a woman. Tha’sall there is to it,” he proclaimed.
“Give him a chance. He kind of grows on you.”
“Ain’t right. Tha’sall I’m sayin’.”
I steered the conversation to the work at hand. “I want us to
go over these interrogatories together. These are questions that the defendant,
that DIFCO, is asking us; like the ones that we sent them. We’ll answer them
together.”
“Okay.”
I flipped to a page that I’d tagged and read off the
interrogatory. “ Please describe any incident(s) in which you were
reprimanded verbally or in writing regarding your use of profanity, vulgarity,
or offensive remarks to co-workers or supervisors .” I looked up at him
waiting for a response, but his face was blank. I shrugged my shoulders. He
shrugged his.
“Let’s go for an answer here,” I prodded.
“Oh. You want me to answer it now?”
“Please.”
“I think it was twice,” he said.
“In what context?”
He looked confused. “Wasn’t no contest.”
I couldn’t help smile. The guy was too damn likable.
“Context,” I repeated. “Tell me about the times when you used profanity or
vulgar language.”
“Okay.” He tried to shift in his chair but there was no wiggle
room. I was pretty sure I heard the wood
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