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Some people rumour that law firms are a hot bed of all terrible things. Maybe that was true, and maybe it wasn't it really depended on who you ask and investigated. Take a trip to Chicago, to East Washington Street and peek in the windows of Tyrdsfild and Haake Law, and you would see just another busy office with men in suits running around, mixing with women and girls in a variety of excellent, professional suits and dresses all doing what was expected of them.

Of course, it was what happened on the inside that mattered the most. Thomas Tyrdsfild, one of the partners, had a vicious bend for drugs of varying types, and has been known to cheat on his wife of 15 years with men and/or women. Relatively bland, but it does reinforce the notion that law firms are dens of hedonism.

Switch the focus to Martin Haake, the young partner of the firm who has obtained his position by being incredibly cold, vicious and calculatting in his court manner, and having absolutely no personal dirt on him. He didn't even own fish so no one could make negative press about him on his way to the top of the law world. However, today as the thirty two year old sat as his desk, he was about to embark on a mission that had demanded a night of meticulous planning.

Martin was a broad shouldered man, prone to visiting the gym more than he probably should to stay in shape, at least he was still well proportioned, with a full head of well groomed (but not gelled) dirty blonde hair and a dark ginger goatee. Today he was wearing his Friday best, a black pinstripe suit over a maroon dress shirt, but maybe the focus should be dropped to what his dark blue eyes was scanning over, pictures of a well dressed girl doing a variety of naughty things to a male cohort in a park. What could he be planning?

Judging by the way he had just called his assistant, this was not going to go smoothly for all involved.
 
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