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His phone jolted him awake. Passed out again, over stacks of declarations, court orders, and pizza. How long had he been out?
He rubbed his eyes and reached for his watch. 2:37 AM. Damn! Who the hell could be calling him at this hour?
He picked up his phone. Dad. Shit. Double shit.
“Dad? Dad what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I missed your call. What’s up son?” His voice was cheery, like he had been on vacation for six months.
“What? Oh, uh, I was going to see if you wanted to meet up for scotch and dinner. Guess I missed you.”
There was an awkward silence on the phone.
“Dad?”
“I’m here. You do know I’m in London this week, remember? The convention? I’ve been planning it for months.”
Right. The hot shot lawyer convention across the big blue. One of those things he hated the most. “Yeah, mu
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