Free The Reformers: A Matt Blake Novel (The Matt Blake legal thriller series Book 2) by Russell Moran

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
    “Well, if not for you, honey, my assumptions about our client Al would have led me down a dark path. You reminded me to think like a lawyer. Al has you to thank for the progress we’ve made.”   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
    “As soon as I’m done writing that article I’m gonna start to connect some dots,” Dee said.
     
    “Let me know when it’s ready for me to proofread and edit.”
     
    “Hey, Matt, you have enough on your mind. I’ll use an editor at The Atlantic .”
     
    “Dee, I want you to drill something into your pretty head. I am never, ever, too busy to work with you. My work is your work and your work is my work. Have I mentioned how much I love you?”
     
    We hugged.
     
    “That’s the first time today, baby. I love you too. Hey, we didn’t sleep well last night. Let’s take a nice nap.”
     
    She held my face in both hands and stared at me with those beautiful blue eyes as she said that.
     
    “A nap? You mean…?”
     
    “Yeah. That’s what I mean.”
     

Chapter 17
     
     
    I made a special application to the court to allow my client to use a laptop computer, which I would provide for him. I had to stipulate that the hard drive would contain no browser or other way to access the Internet. No web surfing, no email. Fair enough, I thought. At least he’ll have a word processor to work with. As Al’s attorney I felt I should help him in as many small ways as possible, including encouraging him to keep up with his writing. Al was still in solitary confinement, which can be a horrible thing, but not in his case. Because so many of his fellow inmates were of the jihadi persuasion, if he were released into the general population his life wouldn’t be worth a fucking nickel. My job was to save his life, from the charges against him, as well as from those who would like to see him dead.
     
    “Good morning, Al, you’re looking well