Duel With the Devil, Chapter 20 of The Greatest Liar

I brandished the subpoena like a battle banner.

“Hey JC, it’s your ex-girlfriend Alexandra. I’ve got something to show you.”

He rubbed his eyes, as if he could wipe me from his vision.

“What are you doing here. Go away.”

“I’m your neighbor Thad’s guest.”

“Take him away with you.”

“I wish. He’s as great as you and your client were mediocre. But enough small talk. I’ve been subpoenaed by a nosy New York prosecutor about the scumbag client that you pimped me to back in ’06, and about the NDAs you arranged for him. One of the NDAs require me to give notice. So, I’m going to be testifying and producing your bank records about the NDAs and money you paid me.”

“Fight the subpoena, the NDA says you have to, we’ll hire the lawyer.”

“I already have one, Phil Lake. Can I have him send you his next bill?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. We’ll select the counsel, and you are going to do what he says.”

“Isn’t your offer an attempt to corrupt me, to obstruct justice.”

“You’re going down a dangerous path, Ms. Rios.”

“So are you, JC.”

Arbitration
I emailed Thad’s recording to Phil, and he called.

“Well done, Alexandra.”

“Did you notice the bit about finding me a lawyer?”

“What a boneheaded offer by JC. When we turn this over to the DA, he’ll probably get a subpoena, maybe a witness tampering charge.”

“I’d be more than willing to testify against him too.”

“Someone from Crocket’s firm emailed me, asking if I can accept service of process for you.”

”Go ahead.”

“They already replied. It’s an arbitration demand, based on the original Nevada NDA. Let me read it and call you back.”

Thad was lifting weights in his home gym. I picked up a kettle bell and swung it.

“I need to work out more.”

“That’s so hot. Your boobs are moving so smooth.”

“Am I lifting this right?”

“Raise it a little higher, stop it sooner on the drop.”

I pointed to a weight bench.

“Should we make some gym porn?”

“I love the way you think, but let’s go to bed for your next set.”