answers and diverted eyes when people
talked to him. Kimberly maintained eye contact as she responded and
this made Richard like her even more. Nodding enthusiastically at her
positive response he continued.
“ Now,
I suspect that working here will be a bit different from working at a
law firm. You won’t have any external clients and your main
responsibility is to keep me... Well, the company rather, happy and
legally protected. Other things like contracts and patents will fall
under your portfolio and whenever we open a plant or retail store,
you will be the one to make certain we follow the letter of the law.”
Inside,
she was jumping for joy. This would be a cake walk compared to the
sweatshop of Goldman & Parks. Just one client. Kimberly was
positive she would nail it.
Glancing
around the office, she observed that, though the office was well
decorated, it lacked warmth. The pictures that usually filled the
walls of the well accomplished stood bare and the mantle above the
unused fireplace was devoid of plaques of trophies. Either Richard
didn’t have anything to shout about or he didn’t spend
much time here-maybe it was both.
Assessing
that he was a bachelor without children was mostly correct on
Kimberly’s part, but she didn’t dare ask personal
questions. As she awoke from her mental ramblings, she found Richard
pondering her face and she was immediately conscious.
“ Is
there something on my face?” She asked while looking around for
a tissue to clean any blemish that may have suddenly landed on her.
Richard turned into a deep shade of pink as he stammered and
reassured her that she was fine.
Maybe
he should have used a different word but fine was very appropriate.
Kimberly was attractive and it was getting in the way of his
concentration. Her eyes were doleful and innocent but when she
blinked her dark eyes became hooded with mystery and this added to
her alluring persona.
“ I
apologize for staring,” he laughed. “I get lost in my own
little world sometimes.”
Straightening
his jacket and shifting uncomfortably, he made note of the legal
issues that would arise from sexually harassing an employee- a lawyer
at that. He needed to focus on the job at hand not how her mouth
closed into a pout when she finished speaking or how her chest heaved
when she was excited. Richard didn’t miss the fleck of fire in
her eyes when she passionately expressed her admiration of their
company motto. He had found a keeper-in more ways than one.
Now
it was time for the dirty work. Tabletop industries were being sued
for negligence. A chair they had manufactured was allegedly
responsible for the death of a customer and consequently, a recall of
the entire batch of chairs leaving the facility around the same time
was issued. Millions in revenue were lost and when the case hit the
airwaves, they could expect a further impact.
Millie
Thomas was an old lady in the Suburbs who was gaining weight steadily
and had ignored the threshold warning for the chair. Ballooning at
six hundred pounds, she had flopped down into the chair after a brief
walk to the mailbox. Hitting her head as she went, she became
unconscious and was still, to this day, in a coma at a hospice for
the terminally ill. She was not expected to recover.
As
he recounted the story to Kimberly, she became quiet and pensive.
Having dealt with these types of matters before, she was confident
that it could be resolved out of court and stated this to Richard but
he had more news.
Initially,
the family had accepted the out of court deal of a quarter of a
million dollars, but then, Millie’s vulnerable daughter was
approached by a group who targets large manufacturers and the feeding
frenzy had started. The Citizens With a Say had hired a lawyer on the
behalf of the family and had filed the suit a year earlier. CWS
didn’t gain much traction in the media and only a few small
newspapers had reported the matter. Richard himself had read such an
article near the