The Client
Part Two
(The story of a man who went to a lawyer for help, told by the attorney and the principles
It starts slow, giving you a lot of background, but gets rolling in high gear)
The beginning for Sean
Sean's Story:
My name is Sean, and I am married to the love of my Life Pat's (Patty). I am 26, in good shape, an athlete in college and a good-looking man, well at least I think so. I'm working a no where job in the big city, and a company that has no future for me. I am an attorney with little experience, just trying to find my way through this jungle called life.
My wife Patty, well she's 25, 5'3. 125lbs, and very perky C-Cup tits. She doesn't need to wear a bra because even in a T-shirt they stick straight out. To say her body is perfect would be an understatement, but she herself is perfect also. I couldn't even imagine being with anyone else.
Our sex lives are amazing, as she normally wears short skirts and dresses but outside of work, she dresses in any way I ask. We end up at parks and other places in our town at night and she flashes me, teases me, plays role play games with me, and I normally end up taking her right there outside. We're both daring and like teasing the other until they can't take it anymore.
But enough about us, let's get to what happened. We both have liberal views and values and don't like the predators of the corporate world and agreed to never work for them. I had applied at a medium size investment bank here in the city and really didn't expect much interest from them, but I received an appointment for a personal interview. Of course, I went and interviewed with Mr. Bickel, John Bickel. He was one of the 5 main partners in the firm, and I wasn't sure why I rated such a high-ranking person for my job interview, but what the hell. He was very knowledgeable and polite, and fully answered my questions. One of those questions was why he was sitting with me? He told me my college transcripts showed something special and he wanted to meet me and explore that with me. When asked just what he saw, he just told me my auditing and finance courses and scores.
As we continued, he told me part of the firm's business was buying, taking over, and restructuring failing companies. I almost walked out, but instead I Just said, "Another Corporate Raider?" He assured me that was not what they did, and it wasn't the case at all. He showed me files in Companies that had bad management and poor judgement that they turned around and sold for tidy profits. This calmed my liberal fears and we continued. He showed me around the offices in lower Manhattan and explained more of the business to me while stealth-fully asking me questions. He was the type of Attorney you don't see coming with his calm and friendly appearance. Being a new Attorney, I was watching for clues anywhere I could find them, but nothing set off alarms for me. At the end of my interview, he said he would like me to come back for further interviews and meet some other people. I agreed and left awaiting his call, which turned into three more interviews over the next four weeks.
Now, about what took place today, a day which could change our lives forever, but I hadn't told Patty about any of this. It was to be a full day interview with tests to see how I responded in certain situations. (I told Patty it was just a few hours, as I didn't want to waste time answering all those questions when there were more important things to discuss with her) I showed up a bit before 7:30am, which is early for a lawyer, just to find John already in his office hard at work.
"Ah, it looks like I found another early bird like me?"
"Yes, Good morning, John."
"And good morning to you Sean. Are you ready to show us all what you've got?"
"Yes sir. What are these tests you spoke of?"
"Look at you, always the lawyer. But for today, no peeks behind the curtain except for you're going to be thrown into the deep end of the pool, and you get to show us you know how to swim."
"Well, I've been swimming against the current most of my adult life so, I'm ready to give it my best."
"Yeah, I imagine your liberal philosophies don't mix well with the Corporate law world?"
"How do you know about my leanings?"
"Sean, for one minute do you think I haven't found out everything about you and your wife Patty?"
"You researched my wife as well?"
"Sean, you're applying for a position that handles sensitive and private information. I would be a fool not to know as much about both of you as I could."
"I wasn't aware investment banks did such due diligence."
"Sean, we are an investment bank, as well as a full service corporate and private law firm. We have separate and compartmented divisions, each run by one of the five partners. But there is plenty of time to discuss all of that later. Take a walk with me and let me show you something."
We walked and took the elevator down to the second floor where he led me off and down a hall. We walked up to a room with a sturdy lock on the door.
"You see that lock on the door Sean?"
"Yes John, it seems to be a heavy one?"
"Yes, it is so let's look inside, shall we?"
He unlocked the door and we both walked inside and he allowed the door to close.
"How many locks do you see now Sean?"
"Why there are two of them, but one doesn't have a key cylinder on the outside?"
"It's that way by design, and this is the interview room for the division you're applying for. No recording equipment, audio, or video. Sometimes people get desperate, and they say and do things that are not normal for their character. That type of personal information and possible disgrace should be protected forever and not allowed out where it could ruin their lives. We came up with this room to do just that, and that's why it has no windows or any way for the outside world to know what is said and done in there."
"A law firm that cares about people, they didn't cover this in law school."
"Do I detect pessimism from our hopeful liberal?"
"No, just pragmatism."
"Well, this is where you will be doing your work for today. By the time you return here, all the files and a laptop will be in here giving you access to any information you may need to try and resolve the situation that is given to you. Your only contact outside this room is your laptop and a button under the lip of your desk. The wall behind you is mechanical and would open up if you felt you needed it."
"Will I need it?"
"Sean, that is totally up to you and your read of the situation in front of you. Come on and let's go get a coffee and talk."
We walked down the hall to a very well outfitted cafeteria with plush seating and comfortable tables. He ordered us two coffees and new how I took mine. We sat in two seats facing each other and talked some more.
"John, just what exactly am I applying for here? I feel you're not telling me everything that going on here today."
"You're right, I am not telling you everything, but I can't until you take your test today, then I can answer the rest of your questions. Knowing that sounds strange, I want you to know you will be compensated for your time here today."