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sound pretty sure."
    “Her career is important to her,” Miranda explained. “Influential law firms, like Wickersham and Longleat, only recruit the top one percent of law school graduates. She knew she wanted the Cambridge name behind her. She knew where she had to be by graduation and burned up the books to make the top group.”
    “She’s achieved her goal. I don’t understand how that affects the current situation,” Alex said.
    "The firm might be the fly in the ointment. How big a fly I don’t know," Miranda said.
    "What do you mean?”
    "The senior partners are pretty puritanical, like--stick up bum, puritanical. All the employees are required to sign a contract with a Morals Clause."
    "Sounds Dickensian. What are the specifics?"
    Miranda shrugged. "I’m not sure.”
    “I’m not asking to be her pimp.”
    “I understand. My point is there may be a prohibition against consortion between their employees and clients outside of professional contact."
    "We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. I have to get her to go out with me first."
    "Be patient."
    Ian added his take on the matter. "I suspect if you give Shakira time, she'll come around soon enough. You’ve a persuasive tongue.”   
    "An empirical test, should be interesting," Alex said and finished his drink.  
      
                                                         
     
    Chapter Seven
 
 
    Shakira clapped her hands in silent applause as she viewed the DVD and website information. After weeks of interviews and depositions, she had a decent break in Alex’s case. At her suggestion, he’d agreed to use the private investigator her firm kept on retainer. She worked with the detective on two prior cases. She never delved too deep into how he obtained his information. She’d heard rumors. The most exciting and least credible had him as a former MI-5 agent, who resigned in lieu of termination due to scandal. The second and most likely to be true had him as a medically retired Inspector from London Metropolitan Police. Either way, his resources were numerous and his results remarkable.
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               Alex closed the office door and walked over to the coffee tray. "Mind?"
          "Feel free."
          He lifted a cup her way and Shakira nodded. She sat on the edge of the small couch, jiggling a leg while she waited for him to join her.
          "Okay, what's the good news? It is good news isn't it?" He set her cup on the table.
          "It's not bad news. Our investigator discovered a low-budget pornography site on the internet. It’s our plaintiff lap dancing in an outfit smaller than a postage stamp." Alex opened his mouth. She waved her hand to keep him from interrupting. "Let me talk. There's more, it shows her taking money and going down on her boyfriend and his friends."
          "Do you have actual documentation or just what was posted via the site?"
          "Oh, we have a physical DVD. Her boyfriend is selling copies on the website."
          "This has to be great for my case, right?" Alex sat up and put his coffee down. "It has to be. You did it, darling."
    He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her till she broke away and gasped for air.
          "How long do you think it’ll be before they withdraw the suit once her solicitors see the DVD?"
    The anticipated but dreaded question, she hated to throw a wet blanket on his hopes. "The material is very helpful," she cautioned. "But I doubt there’s enough to get them to recant or for us to move for dismissal."
    "Only very helpful?" Disappointment replaced excitement.
          "The DVD is a good tool for impeachment, but it doesn't take you off the hook. We need witnesses to the conspiracy, which is what I believe this is. She and her boyfriend have