All About the Zenjamins by Beck Rowland

Author:Beck Rowland [Rowland, Beck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-26T16:00:00+00:00

V.

Class War

Zenaida had a driver take her to the business district, then made a beeline for the offices of Cravath, Swaine & Moore. Cravath was the most prestigious of the firms on Zenaida’s list, which she assumed made them the best. She had the formative stages of an idea in mind, and she knew she’d need legal muscle to make it work. The receptionist was a young black girl in an elegant peach blouse.

“Good morning,” Zenaida smiled. “I’m looking for a really good lawyer. Is Mr. Cravath available?”

The receptionist smiled. “Get the hell out of here.”

Zenaida blinked in surprise. “Excuse me?” she asked.

“You heard me. What is this, some kind of YouTube prank?” the receptionist asked. She peered over Zenaida’s shoulder, looking for a camera. “Get lost.”

“It’s not a prank and I don’t know what I said wrong. I’ve recently started a company and I’ll need legal representation for our upcoming projects.” Zenaida said.

The receptionist stared at her for a long moment. Finally she sighed and shook her head. “Alright, I’ll bite. Why don’t you tell me a little about your projects, and I’ll let you know if we have anybody who can help.”

Zenaida smiled gratefully. She told the receptionist a condensed version of her plan. How Jack Tucksworth’s social media juggernaut had flouted user privacy, exposing millions of users to identity theft and fraud. How the company planned to expand its scope ever further, acquiring a powerful new program that would bring in more data than ever before. How she had come into sudden wealth, and wanted to use it to stop Tucksworth in his tracks. As she spoke, the receptionist’s eyes grew wider and wider.

Finally, Zenaida was done. The receptionist gave a slow smile. “Wow… I can tell you’re really serious about this. As a matter of fact, I do have somebody who’d like to hear about what you’re working on. Could you please take a seat over there?” she asked.

Zenaida thanked the receptionist and walked to the waiting area, then sat down with a sigh of relief. Things had started off bumpy, but they were back on track now. She flipped through a magazine while she waited for them to call her. Finally, the receptionist walked across. “Ma’am, could you please follow me? Our senior partners are ready in the main conference room.”

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