Everyone knew not to step in Romano Scott's way, even the police or anyone who thought they had anything. He has been a lawyer for 15 years straight and has been asked to be a judge for such a long time but everytime he turned it down.
"Mr Romano, you've got a call" the voice called out to him. The assistant was shaking in her boots, scared he might have another outburst.
He slowly stopped in front of the assistants table.
"who is it?" he asked with a frown on his face.
" I don't know sir, she says she is a huge client"
"I don't have a huge, 'she' client Sandra" he air quoted and walked off dissappearing into his open white and Grey office.
He didn't even bother looking out at the beautiful view of the city, for him it was getting boring day by day.
The door opened reveling the petite body that belonged to Sandra, the assistant.
She looked really moved, if anything went off she would faint.
" sir she called again." she paused. "she is on the line and won't stop till you...