already had a few encounters with the mayor and he hadnât enjoyed a single one. âDoes he ever?â
âNo.â
He swore. âFine. Iâll call him back and tell him thereâs no way heâs getting the permit.â
âHe wonât be happy.â
âI donât care.â
She grinned. âThatâs one of the things I like aboutyou.â She poked at the messages in his hand. âYou also have a call from someone named Hollis Bass. The boy sounded like nothing but useless trouble. Heâs not a relative, is he?â
Mac flipped through the notes until he found the one with Hollisâs number. âNo. Not a relative. A social worker.â Just what he neededâone more thing. âWhat else?â
âSlick Sam is getting released on bond today and someone needs to go tell the judgeâs daughter not to get messed up with the likes of him.â Wilma wrinkled her nose. âSlick Sam is proof our criminal law system is in serious need of an overhaul. Want me to give her a call for you?â
Mac glanced at the big clock on the wall. It was barely twelve. Heâd promised Emily heâd be back for her by one. There was still time to drop by Jillâs office and warn her about Slick Sam.
âIâll do it in person,â he said. âThen Iâll call the mayor and the social worker from home. Everything else can wait.â
Wilmaâs hazel eyes widened slightly. âI figured you had to know Jill.â
âWe go way back.â
âHer father may have retired to Florida, but he still stays informed.â
Mac grinned. âIâm going to warn her about a potentially difficult client, not seduce her.â
âIt always starts with conversation. You be careful.â With Jill? He doubted it was necessary. She mightbe gorgeous, sexy as hell and recently single, but she was also the daughter of the one man whoâd practically been a father to him. No way he would betray that relation ship by getting involved with Jill.
âYou can stop worrying about me, Wilma. I have everything under control.â
âThatâs what those lemmings always say right before they jump off the cliff.â
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âI HEARD ABOUT what happened with Lyle,â Rudy Casaccio said in his low, smooth voice. âI can arrange to have him taken care of for you.â
Jill winced, then switched the phone to her other ear. âI know you didnât mean that the way it sounded and if you did, I donât want to know.â
âYouâve provided excellent service to our organization, Jill. We believe in rewarding that.â
âYou send a fruit basket at Christmas. Thatâs more than enough. As for Lyle, Iâm going to handle him my self.â
âHow?â
âI havenât exactly worked that out yet, but Iâll come up with a plan.â She glanced at the résumés spitting out of her printer. âMaybe Iâll go with that old standard of living well as being the best revenge.â
âAre you staying in Los Lobos?â
âNo. Iâll let you know as soon as I land with another firm.â
âGood. In the meantime, we want you to continue to handle our business.â
Real corporate law, she thought wistfully. Wouldnâtthat be fun? âYou need to stay where you are right now,â she said regretfully. âI donât have the resources to handle your concerns.â
âAre you sure?â
âYes, but it was sweet of you to offer.â
Rudy chuckled. âNot many people call me sweet.â
She could imagine. Rudy was one tough businessman, but heâd always been good to her.
âAre you sure about Lyle?â he asked. âI never liked him.â
âIâm beginning to think I shouldnât have, either. Thanks, but donât worry. Iâll be fine.â
âIf you change your mindâ¦â
âI wonât. Iâll call