Roland Blum was supposed to be a good lawyer. One of the best. But he was a criminal, you knew that, after years as his PA, you were bound to.

You knew of his sexual habits, his bending of the law, everything. You’d been there through it all, despite the fact he’s a literal lawyer. He tended to sleep with the person he’s not representing, even if it’s a man, for the purpose of having power, or sometimes just for fun, to see how they respond.

You walk into his office at the same time a lady and a man are leaving, both incompletely dressed, you adjust your tie and set your eyes on Roland.