Every woman on my side of the table got up and walked away.Most of our lawyers were female; Michael and I were comfortable with the mostly matriarchal...system we were a part of and got along better with female lawyers. Their law firm was a four-generation conglomerate of interrelated families. It had more male partners than female, but the senior female partner, their matriarch, was in charge of the Smith Holdings' account. The woman had a lot of experience with Roger and Michael; she had. ” He pointed to the couch. “But it’s not there.” “Perhaps it got hung up. I’ll check for you. Would you like a drink while I’m looking?” Alex could hardly turn down an offer like that. “Tea would be good. Or coffee.” “I’ll put the kettle on.” She did as she promised and returned instantly. “So you and mom. How did you meet? I mean you’re friends right?” She was probing. “We met at the club. The Foresters. You know it?” Oh Carrie knew it. Every single girl in town knew it. And. "I let a look of mock horror creep across my face. "You mean there's more? Anya wasn't just an aberration?" God, that bitch really did a number on you." Excuse me?" Your ex-girlfriend." It's over and done with. Water under the bridge. But enough about my lack of a love life--doing anything today, or just going for the kick back and relax bit?" I'm not sure yet." If you feel up to some tennis, I'll be up in my room. See you later." Later."I placed my tray over on the conveyor belt, and headed. She felt a stab of gratitude. Muscle memory. Apparently this body knewhow to pee. Much easier than it had been the day before. As Jas. Whiledabbing herself with baby wipes, Yara felt a thrill. She stopped for amoment and considered.She spoke subvocally. "Let me know if anyone comes outside, okay?"*Do you want privacy?*"Yes!"*OK.*"Also, let me know if someone in there can tell what I'm doing."There was no reply. Had the house heard that request, or not?No matter. Yara looked around. No obvious.