Serial Thrillers by Rebecca Forster

Author:Rebecca Forster [Forster, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rebecca Forster
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“Dorty & Breyer, how may I help you? Miss Cotter? Yes, I believe she’s here. Just a moment, and I’ll connect you.” She pushed the hold button and zoomed around the reception desk.

“You didn’t fool anyone,” Cherie called, but Kathleen barely gave her a glance. By the time Kathleen was in her chair, Cherie was kneeling on her credenza, her arms dangling over the top of the carpeted wall that partitioned their cubicles. She tapped Kathleen’s head with a pen. “You can’t disguise that voice of yours. No way.”

Kathleen brushed at her hair. Cherie tapped again when Kathleen pushed the line that was lighted.

“Kathleen Cotter, may I help you?” Her voice was back to normal. Sweet and girlish in pitch, professional in tone. The caller didn’t seem to sense her duplicity. Kathleen listened intently, then hung up without another word. Cherie waved a hand, hoping to catch Kathleen’s peripheral vision.

“Earth to Kathleen. Who was it? I hope it was a murderer. We need something to perk this place up. I don’t have anything fun to do.”

“No, it wasn’t a new client. It wasn’t anyone. I mean it was someone. He wanted to know if I was going to be busy Saturday night.”

Cherie tapped Kathleen’s head again and laughed, but it didn’t sound as if she were happy. “You’ve been holding out on me. I didn’t know you’d started dating again.”

“I haven’t, and what that caller had in mind wouldn’t be called dating anyway. He just saw me on the commercial that’s all. Will you stop it.” Kathleen brushed away Cherie’s pen and stood up so fast the other woman almost lost her balance. By the time Kathleen was standing in the opening of Cherie’s cubicle, the other woman was settled on the credenza, her legs dangling, her arms crossed. “You know, you’ve been getting very strange over the last few months. We’re attorneys, Cherie, not children. I really think you should start acting like you take your profession seriously.”

“Oh, you mean like pretending you’re the secretary then running to your chair and pretending to be a lawyer.”

“I am a lawyer.” Kathleen raised her chin proudly. “Dorty & Breyer may not be a fancy firm—”

“It’s the McDonald’s of the law, Kathleen. We’re legal bimbos.” Cherie grabbed her cigarettes without taking her eyes off Kathleen.

“It’s a general law practice and the people who come here need us. They haven’t anywhere else to go. You should be proud of that. I know I am.”

“Oh, yeah, so proud you’re going to leave. You’re going to go to Beverly Hills, la-de-da.” Cherie lit her cigarette and inhaled deeply, letting her statement slap Kathleen in the face. They’d never been best of friends outside the office, but inside they clung to one another. There was no one else except Jay Dorty, and neither of them would want to cling to him.

“You’ve been going through my desk.” Kathleen’s red lips pulled tight. It wasn’t anger that flared, but disappointment. She never indulged in the former

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