Wordle by Wordle: Day 133
Sunday, May 12, 2024
Wordle #1058 – OUTER
“What a prick,” the woman mutters. I like her already. “I’m Aparna Venkat.”
She jabs her hand toward me, fingers tight together like a spade.
“Cecilia Cale. Nice to meet you,” I say and take her hand. She offers one firm shake before motioning for me to sit back down. I take a seat across from her at the tiny desk. “Miss Venkat—”
“Just Aparna, please,” she says, preoccupied with unpacking her laptop bag.
She empties everything, from its large outer pouch to the tiniest inner pockets, knolling the contents onto the table with a precision that would make Todd McLellan proud. A laptop, an iPad, pens, pencils, notebooks in three different sizes…
“Aparna, thank you for accepting my case.”
“You can thank Kevin,” Aparna says matter-of-factly.
Oh, I will. He’ll never let me live it down.
Everyone in Kevin’s orbit seems to be a wunderkind of one expertise or another—myself excluded, but the gravity of Roy’s friendship with him had been strong enough to pull me in, too.
I’d remembered Kevin bragging about a friend he’d made during his undergrad years at Stanford, a pre-law student who’d gone on to become a powerhouse defense attorney. A courtroom superstar who took on—and won—some of the most high-profile murder cases in recent California history.
So, Kevin had been my “one phone call.” Though, even without the lawyer connection, he was the only person I could have reached out to. What with Roy dead and Bree, well…
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