Chapter 38. Misconstruing Evidence

Sharon was working in her office later that day when Bryan walked in with a fat dossier on one of their new clients. He dropped it on her desk with a resounding chunk.

'You asked for that, I gather?'

She looked at the name outside of the box file. 'Oh, Rhenco, yes. Thanks. It wasn't urgent if you are still working on it.

'No. I'm leaving early today. You can send it back to my office when you have finished with it', he said curtly.

'Of course'. She waited for him to leave, her eyes on the dossier cover, tracing the bold handwriting she recognized as his.

He stood there, restlessly moving his feet, then said in a tone etched with acid. 'Very touching sight, David leaning his head against you like that. I could almost hear the violins. The office grapevine tells me that he's become obsessed with the baby and whenever I see him, he can talk of nothing else. They all believe he is going to crack and marries you, in order that it might bear his name. Are they right