had been with Smith and Johnson for the last five years. All those years of struggle put her into the Manhattan office this year.
"How do you trade?" I asked when she filled me with her back story. If I was going to fight for her, I needed to know everything she could tell me.
"We have a chit system. We get red-colored chits every time the market opens. We have to study them and recommend the best option to our clients. That day I had a yellow chit present on my desk. It had some merging information which wasn't out in the market. I blindly followed it for some unknown hunch. It was my gut feeling actually, and the same news hit the market in the evening and the trade I had done was the biggest one in the New York office. I was so happy until the cops came and started asking me all sorts of questions the next day."
"Where is that chit?"
"I don't know. I threw it away once I was done. When the news hit the market for the merger, the stocks started climbing and I got afraid."
"So you knew then it was an insider trading dilemma. You knew that you were in trouble." My voice rose automatically.
"But we get those tips every day."
"Why did you buy so many shares that day, Genna? Did you know about the merger before the day started? And if you knew that, you should have asked your supervisor about it before trading the shares."
"I tried, but he wasn't there. And when I checked, the shares were hanging on a low price, so I thought I should just take the risk."
"So it was your mistake as well, Genna. If you had used your brains, you could have avoided the trade."
"But you don't understand the pressure on me. If you don't perform, you are out and I mean out of the company." She started sobbing hard.
"Listen, Genna..........."
"Mark, why are you making her cry again? If you are not taking her case, you should let her walk away." It was Zoe's voice. My eyes jumped to the direction of the sound. Zoë was standing at the door. Her face was clear of emotions, like nothing between us had happened.
"Who told you we are not taking her case? I need to get everything out of her before I stand in front of the judge."
"Then I think I have something that will help you." She handed me a printout.
My eyes rolled as I read the paper. It was quite an unexpected help.
Chapter 8
Zoe
"Did you find this in the past half-hour?" Mark's eyes were widened with the surprise.
"Yes. Will it be helpful?"
"I bet it will be. But it can't make the whole case out of it. We need to find more evidence to settle this."
"Why do we need to settle this?"
"Because that's the only way we can get some money for Genna."
"What's wrong with winning the case against them and just getting her clean?" I couldn't understand why he now wanted to take on this case and on top of that his lips were moving fast and reminding me of the kiss we had just shared.
"Genna, you are guilty of the trading. And there is no way out of that. You might have got the cheat as a setup, but still the trade was done by you. And no judge would overlook that."
I watched Genna tremble in fear. "I thought you were going to take the case." Her eyes were filled with hope and fear at the same time.
"Yes, I am. And we are going to settle this out of the court, making sure that you get an early retirement benefit out of this and a reduced jail time."
"Jail time," Genna's fingers dug inside the chair hand.
"Yes, you can ask any lawyer in New York, he would not take your case and if he did take it, he would only get you a minimum five years in jail.
"Five years?" Now it was me who shouted out in astonishment.
"Don't worry, we’ll find some way out of this." Mark replied. He was firm. "Genna, you need to go directly to the cops now. We don't want you to be declared as a fugitive. If they ask you where you were, tell them you were here discussing your options with your lawyer." Mark smiled at her. His smile was a godsend. It always made an impact on the person he gave it to. It