There was some silence before he finally spoke. “Hello Piper. I think we met at Kristen’s Christmas barbeque last year. When you say desperate, can you clarify as in how desperate and whether it’s a legal issue.”
Slightly taken aback by the way he approached her plea for help, she replied, “Desperate as in on a scale from one to ten, I’d say fifteen, and as for legal …” She paused trying to find the right words. “My husband emptied our joint bank account and sold our house leaving me with nothing from the end of next week.”
Again there was a silence, but he heard him whisper, but not to her. It took a moment until he said, “Can you come to my office in about thirty minutes?”
She nodded, more to herself. “Most certainly. Just a little heads up, I’m desperate for help, but it might be a while until I’ll be able to pay your fees.”
He let out a soft chuckle. “The fact that you’re bringing up the payment of fees while in this unfortunate situation, tells me that I won’t have to worry too much about it.”
Relief flooded her, so intense, she had to lean her head against the head rest. “I’ll see you in thirty minutes.” She took a deep breath and added, “Thank you so much.”
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