Morning, Noon and Night by Sidney Sheldon

Author:Sidney Sheldon [Sheldon, Sidney]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: C429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 9780007226207
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 1995-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

His father went out of his way to demean Tyler. One day, when Tyler was on the bench, in the middle of a trial, his bailiff came up to him and whispered, “Excuse me, Your Honor…”

Tyler had turned to him, impatiently. “Yes?”

“There’s a telephone call for you.”

“What? What’s the matter with you? I’m in the middle of—”

“It’s your father, Your Honor. He says it’s very urgent and he must talk to you immediately.”

Tyler was furious. His father had no right to interrupt him. He was tempted to ignore the call. But on the other hand, if it was that urgent…

Tyler stood up. “Court is recessed for fifteen minutes.”

Tyler hurried into his chambers and picked up the telephone. “Father?”

“I hope I’m not disturbing you, Tyler.” There was malice in his voice.

“As a matter of fact, you are. I’m in the middle of a trial and—”

“Well, give him a traffic ticket and forget it.”

“Father…”

“I need your help with a serious problem.”

“What kind of problem?”

“My chef is stealing from me.”

Tyler could not believe what he was hearing. He was so angry he could hardly speak. “You called me off the bench because…?”

“You’re the law, aren’t you? Well, he’s breaking the law. I want you to come back to Boston and check out my whole staff. They’re robbing me blind!”

It was all Tyler could do to keep from exploding. “Father…”

“You just can’t trust those damn employment agencies.”

“I’m in the middle of a trial. I can’t possibly go back to Boston now.”

There was a moment of ominous silence. “What did you say?”

“I said…”

“You aren’t going to disappoint me again, are you, Tyler? Maybe I should talk to Fitzgerald about some changes in my will.”

And there was the carrot again. The money. His share of the billions of dollars waiting for him when his father died.

Tyler cleared his throat. “If you could send your plane for me…”

“Hell, no! If you play your cards right, Judge, that plane will belong to you one day. Just think about that. Meanwhile, fly commercial like everyone else. But I want you to get your ass back here!” The line went dead.

Tyler sat there, filled with humiliation. My father has done this to me all my life. To hell with him! I won’t go. I won’t go.

Tyler flew to Boston that evening.

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