It seems like an eternity being forced to remain outside my own office. The sounds of Robert’s roaring intimidation echoes through the hall, as I cringe at each of Mr. Berger’s blood curdling howls. I’m not sure if I should be pleased with his punishment, or angry that Robert is delivering it. Either way this shouldn’t be happening, let alone taking place in my office. However there’s nothing I can do considering one of the giants is blocking my door and has snatched my phone from me. I’m left here to decide what side of the law I want to be on and it’s not easy.
Suddenly I realize it’s gone silent. Robert’s wrath must be over. Before I could approach the door, it opens. I stand unable to move as I wait for the goon to step aside and reveal the mayhem that’s taken over my office.
“Thank you Harrison.” Robert says tapping his goon’s shoulder. As he steps aside, Robert steps out removing the blood from his hands with a white handkerchief. His suit jacket now removed and shirt untucked. Is it rational for me to think how sexy he looks right now? Oh god, there’s something seriously wrong with me. He just stares expressionless waiting for me to speak I assume. Quite honestly, I just want to walk pass him and make sure Berger’s alive. “I had to.” He says finally handing the handkerchief to the goon I now know as Harrison. He then gestures his head toward my office and Harrison disappears. Oh goodness.
“So was this the idea all along? You were gonna beat his ass into submission.” I snap.
“No, but I certainly wasn’t gonna let him talk to you like that.”
“You promised we’d do this the legal way.”
“Well too fucking bad…this is what I do dammit!”
I look around the room thinking there’s obviously someone else he’s talking to. He’s certainly not talking to me like that. “Umm…I think you need to readjust your tone.” I say calmly by walking toward my office. He holds out his hand to stop me. “Move!” I shout pushing his arm away.
Walking into my office the metal smell of blood and sweat greets me. Harrison has already packed up “Mr. Hyde’s” tool kit and heads out of the office. Berger’s defenseless slouched body is still tied to my office chair. Blood is dripping from his face but his head is down so I’m unable to how bad Robert abused him. What’s worse is I don’t feel bad for him. After all, he is a murderer and tried to frame someone else. There’s still one thing lingering, that I need to know. Why? As I sit across from him he shuffles painfully in his seat to sit up. He eyes me angrily with his half opened available eye, the other being swollen shut. I can’t help but stare at the purple bruises and blood falling from his forehead. “I just don’t understand….why Jason?” I whisper.
He chuckles a bit before wincing at the pain. I look up to see Robert has made his way in to monitor this discussion no doubt.
“I made a lot of money in this business.” Berger answers finally.
He chuckles again even though it obviously hurts him. Jerk. “It’s cute you still wanna make a difference. Once I saw potential for making money not prosecuting certain people, I weighed the odds, needless to say…odds lost.” He chuckles like an evil villain in a bad movie.
I can’t believe I’m hearing this. The disgust turns to rage and before I know it my hand is up ready to slap him, but Robert grabs my arm. “That’s for me to do…not you.” Robert snickers making me even more pissed.
“Well, what the hell does Jason have to do with your business?”
“Easy…Jason grew a conscious and I couldn’t have that.” His smug answer intensifies my rage. I jump out of my seat realizing he’s insinuating Jason was involved in his scheming. “Framing your boyfriend here was even easier.”
With that, my hand slaps him hard across the face making him buckle in his chair. God, that felt so good. Robert grabs my arm and pulls me out of the office.
“You know you’re anger is hot as hell, but I think you should stay away from this.” He says smiling down at me as I snatch my arm from him.
I start to pace the floor as my wheel spins, trying to put this all together. “Did you know Jason was involved?” I ask.
“Of course. My brother tried to convince him to do the right thing on his own, but some people need more than words to see things your way…” He says so matter of fact. Interesting, that’s exactly what Elliot said. Something I can’t change about him.
“Okay, well… you obviously can’t turn him in looking like that.” I say pointing toward my office.
“No…he’s not getting turned in Ally.” He whispers.
“What! I don’t understand.”
“C’mon…going public with the District Attorney being dirty will be bad press…that’s what we need to avoid.”
“What!” I just can’t win.
“Listen, once he heals he’s gonna have to step down, and Elliot will take his place. That’s just how it has to be.”
“What about the case against you? What about Jason’s family? No one will know the truth.”
“So what if people think I’m a bad guy…I am. My brother will handle Jason’s family.”
I’m not sure what that means, but this is not what I signed up for. This is not justice at all. I can’t understand why this is something Robert has to do with his life. I certainly cannot be with him, if this is how he’s going to make his money. Maybe if he could explain to me why he started doing this, I would understand somehow and learn to accept him for who he is. I look up into his nervous hazel eyes hoping he could find a way to persuade me to uphold this vigilante justice. I approach him cautiously and take his hands into mine. “Do you think you can explain to me why you do this?” I whisper. He shuts his eyes and takes a breath before inching closer to me. When he opens his eyes I know he’s ready to open up to me in a way he’s never before.
“Ahem.” The sound of someone clearing his throat behind us interrupts him. When Robert looks up to see who, he releases my hands immediately and puts his in his pockets. His entire vulnerable demeanor has reverted back to his infamous intimidation. I turn to see Elliot standing behind me assertively. “Excuse us a moment Alexandra.” Elliot says emphatically.
I look up at Robert as if to get permission, but he doesn’t even look at me. So I decide to just walk far enough down the hall and behind a wall to divert suspicion that I might be listening.
“You weren’t seriously about to tell her everything, were you?” I recognize as Elliot’s voice.
“I love her.” Robert whispers. My heart melts at his revelation.
“You fucking idiot. I can’t believe this…under no circumstances are you tell her the truth Rob.” I don’t hear a response. “Let’s finish this.”
After a minute or so of silence I realize they must have went to talk to Berger. It’s evident that there’s more to the Elliot/Thoms dynamic than meets the eye. I’m going to find out the truth whether Elliot likes it or not.
The End. For Now.