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The Promise- Part 2

Date: 12/29/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: NaughtyWriter69, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

preferred to be among the land of the living. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself and strode towards Brody’s office. She knocked on Brody’s open door as a courtesy that the asshole really didn’t deserve. He was sitting at his desk, reading something on his computer and clearly pretending to ignore her. She waited. Minutes passed. She started to enter and he held up a finger at her, still reading. He was clearly making a show of this. He had a door and an office while she had a desk in the bullpen of the main office area. It wasn’t something she hadn’t noticed, but the glaring difference wasn’t so obvious as it was now. After nearly ten minutes, he finally invited her in. Had he not ahead of her on the food chain of this case and technically above her in office power, she would have stormed in and slapped him. Instead, she hovered until she was asked to sit like some type of domesticated animal. “How can I help you, Ms. Johnson?” Brody was his usual condescending self. “Need help deciphering some of the files?” Gritting her teeth, she mentally counted to ten. “Just doing the legwork vetting our witnesses. I need the file on the other witness, Ashley Creighton. I don’t see it in the stack you gave me yesterday.” Brody got up and went to a cabinet. “Yeah, here it is...sorry about that.” He turned with the folder. “Shut the door for a second, would you?” Rebecca closed it with a click, then turned back towards him. “Brody, come on. Just give me the damn file and let me go ... home. It’s been a long day. You don’t have to be patronizing.” “No, I don’t have to be. I also don’t have to give you this folder. You have plenty of other things you could be prepping instead of acting like a defense attorney and picking apart my witnesses. I could just hold onto this.” “Why are you like this?” “Because it’s fun, Becks. Maybe I’d give you the folder if that were fun, too.” He looked her up and down with a predatory stare. “You want the file? One condition.” Rebecca shuddered to think what Brody might say next. “What?” she asked, bracing herself. “You let me eat that pussy of yours for as long as I want.” “What? Gross, no! Fuck off, Brody.” She started to turn toward the door. Brody spoke again. “I can win this case against that little shit, bitch my words. Or I could lose it embarrassingly because some attorney working on the case fucked it up so badly we get creamed in court. Just so we’re clear, in my version that incompetent lawyer is you, Rebecca. So which is it - me under your skirt, or you under the bus?” Rebecca stood with her hand on the doorknob and wondered if she shouldn’t just let him ‘throw’ the case. Brody was a disgusting pig both in personality and appearance. The thought of him even touching her, let alone eating her was disgusting. The problem was that Brody was working this case as a political move and didn’t care about justice or fair play. Maybe Gio was right and Andreas was being railroaded. On the other hand, if Brody lost the case, then ...