Mistrial (elandra, Airindel & Stevej101)
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				Title: <strong>Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-10-2007, 00:41:35</strong>
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				<em>Standing before the standing-room-only courtroom, Raquel Colón delivered her final argument in her case versus the leader of the Fifth Street Gang; she had spent months preparing for this one moment, her voice crystal clear as she laid out the State’s case against the man. He had trafficked in drugs, had murdered several innocents who had had happened to be in the right place at the wrong time, stray bullets killing an eight year old girl as she rode her bicycle for the first time without training wheels. Raquel had made sure to say her name as her picture, one in which she was alive and then one where she was dead, appeared on the large screen for jury. ”Poor Alexandra was looking forward to her ninth birthday the following Sunday, a pool party she will never have,” she continued, pointing to the defendant who did his best not to scowl at the prosecutor. <br><br>For an hour she drove her point home, bringing to life each of the man’s victims, there had been four of them, reminding them of the countless poor who had become addicted to the drugs he peddled from his apartment complex. She wrapped up her summation imploring them to convict the Jose “El Oso” Riviera. Taking her seat, she listened as the judge gave his instructions to the jury and watched each of them as they exited the courtroom, she had met all of their eyes individually during her arguments, none had turned from her gaze, a good sign they were to going to put the monster away for a long time. <br><br>Standing with the crowd, she grabbed her cell phone and called the office, ”Just finished….any messages?….tell him only if he invites the rest of the team….I <strong>don’t</strong> care if he insists I go alone, it is all of us or none of us.” Hanging up the phone with an air of authority she found herself face to face with opposing council, his client having returned to a holding cell during deliberation, ”excellent closing, counselor, would you like to join me for a drink while we wait?” &nbsp;She shrugged, what the hell, it is not like she could concentrate on anything else until they heard the verdict. ”Be glad to Bill, but no shop talk.” He smiled, ”You have a deal” and the two of them walked across the street and joined the countless other attorneys taking a stress breather in the middle of day.</em><br><br><br>That had been several months ago, her last big case, handed to her because she could get a conviction, which she had, guilty on all counts with the maximum sentence of life without the possibility of parole. Not a week afterwards she took an unexplained leave of absence for over two months, today was her first day back. <br><br>She had awoke early, eager to return to the life she missed, eager to strive for the promotion she so richly deserved, despite spurning her bosses advances. A quick shower and her long black tresses were cleansed of the frizz that always seemed to infect them during the night, her dark brown body gleaming under the steamy cascade of water. Short of stature at just over five feet tall and petite, her womanly curves were pronounced, her breasts a little too large for her body but not obscenely so. Her dark brown, almost black eyes come from her Puerto Rican heritage, born and bread in Queens, New York, her family having migrated during the 1950s, Great Migration. She was third generation, the first of her family to get an education beyond high school. The tragedies she had scene as a child in the gang-infested streets guiding her to the path of prosecution. <br><br>Stepping from the shower, she dried off, spent some time with her hair, the long black curls had to be just right for her return. Disappearing into her closet, she grabbed the skirt suit she had picked out the night before, its navy pleats falling just below her knees, it was conservative, something she would wear in court if the judge were female. Quickly she donned it, stockings and two-inch high heels before returning to the bathroom to apply some light make-up. The short sleeve blouse did little to cover a tattoo she now sported on her arm, a souvenir of her absence, but the jacket she slipped on hid it perfectly.<br><br>One last look and she left the apartment, arriving early where she was cheered by the staff; she had been missed by most of them. Her assistant approached her, ”He wants to speak to you first thing.” he commented, giving her a broad smile. She smiled, left her briefcase in her office, one lacking a view of anything but the alleyway between this and the next building, as her assistant returned to his duties. Walking across the office, she approached the DA’s assistant, hiding her contempt for the woman, not surprised in the least that she still held the position despite her incompetence, ”He wants to see me,” &nbsp;she said politely, stepping back and waiting.<br><br>A brief conversation was had over the phone, she looked up from the desk, ”He said go right in, welcome back Ms. Colón.” A genuine smile lifted her lips as she swept passed the woman, ”Thank you, Elaine,” &nbsp;her words quiet but also genuine. Knocking once, she opened the door and stepped inside, leaving it slightly ajar, ”You wanted to see me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>03-10-2007, 19:53:28</strong>
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				<em>Robert Stephenson had wondered about the sudden leave of absence of the offices' star trial attorney, Raquel Colón, but work continued to come into the office and he went hunting for a replacement.&nbsp; This he found in the lovely Faustina Cavriglila, beautiful, hot blooded Italian American, talent even right out of law school.&nbsp; He really had hired her for her abilities, but never complained about the level of eye candy she added to the office.&nbsp; <br><br>Robert was a ladies man, and this was not much exagerated by him, it was wll known around the office that the tall gentleman, with his well groomed hair, still mostly dark but moving toward the salt and pepper look, his always perfect suit ant the deep green eyes, had either been with or at least tried to have been with every lady in the office.&nbsp; Far from repulsive as far as looks having kept his body pretty fit, and if the lady was interested in money or power he had that too.<br><br>It had taken over a week to get Faustina, to agree to dinner, but once out of the office she was a different person and that same evening found them in his bedroom, the sounds of thier gentle love making drifting through his house.<br><br>Phillip, another senior man had retired early a week later and, due to her abilities, both in and out of court, Faustina had been moved into his office, and taken over his position for the most part, including the cases, the admin and the front window view.</em><br><br>Standing up from his seat amd moving gracefully over to greet her, his hand extended to shake hers, "Raquel, welcome back, I've missed you and damn if you don't look good", Robert said smiling.&nbsp; He looked her up and down, finding her of course still lovely, wishing she would give in to his advances, one of the few ladies in the office that had.&nbsp; "Is everything ok now?&nbsp; I"d not want you to be gone any longer but I certainly want your mind on your cases coming back."<br><br>He moves to a seat in front of his large desk and puts his hands on the back, pulling it out slightly, "Come sit down, tell me what's going on, how you have been and all that before I start tossing work at you again.&nbsp; Coffee?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-10-2007, 23:00:04</strong>
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				<em>It was the middle of the Friday night, the verdict for her largest case had come down in her favour just a week before, Raquel was not working on anything serious as of yet, but was told to expect a complicated extortion case on Monday, when her cell phone started blaring. She had stayed in, choosing a quiet night over the several parties that had been offered to her, with a book, roaring fire and a bottle of red wine. She had read late into the night, only moving to her bed when she caught herself snoozing one to many times, looking at the clock with bleary eyes, she noted she had only been asleep for a couple of hours. <br><br>”This is Raquel Colón,” she answered, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, it was a gruff, no nonsense man and what he said made her sit up on the edge of her bed. ”Do I have an option?” Again, she listened to the man’s voice, insistent that it was her choice, but the way he said it gave her the impression that if she said anything but yes she would be giving the wrong answer. Without hesitation, she answered the man, ”My answer is yes, do I need to put my affairs in order?” Unconsciously nodding her head as she listened to the reply, the answer had been no, they would take care of everything and guarantee she would have her job when she returned to the DA’s office.<br><br>Within an hour, Raquel had vanished for all intensive purposes, her rent and all other bills were taken care of, as were any notifications.</em><br><br><br>Taking his hand in a warm, firm grip, she shook it while returning his smile, she replied with a guarded answer, “It is good to be back Robert, I have missed being here.” Ignoring his comments about her beauty, ones that could easily be considered sexual harassment if she had not wanted to get ahead in the office, a lawsuit being the death nail to her career, she took the seat he offered her before speaking again.<br><br>She watched him carefully as he moved to his personal coffee machine, she too had one, not willing to go near the bitter tasting crud the rest of the lawyer’s called coffee or paying exorbitant prices for the watered down coffee house’s brand. ”Coffee sounds superb, I will take mine black, but then I guess you knew that already,” she commented, smiling as he retrieved their coffee and sat down across the desk from her.<br><br>Sipping the black gold, she stated, ”Everything is taken care of, thank you for your concern. I am ready to return to work and what I really need is to dive back into a case, by chance do you have anything lined up for me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>05-10-2007, 00:55:49</strong>
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				<em>Robert, of course had not taken the call himself the morning her emergency leave started, merely signed off on it as one of the admins brought it to his attention.&nbsp; He had not given it much thought at that point, things happened, thinking mostly how much he would hate loosing a fine bit of eye candy around the office, and a tough one at that, he really wanted to have a piece of that.<br><br>He had tried to call her a few times during her leave, to check on her, actually planning to offer to help if she needed it, but two things stopped him, the fact that he only got voice mail and the fact that Faustina had started and returned his attentions rather sooner then he had hoped.</em><br><br>Handing her the coffee he smiles, "Sure, you missed being here, but you didn't miss me?&nbsp; Not even a little?"&nbsp; He puts on his best hurt feeling look before smiling again and going to the desk.<br><br>Pointing to a stack of binders he laughs, "Have you ever known us to not have something going on?&nbsp; What do you want?"&nbsp; He goes into a list of types of crime files on his desk, "I have a double murder, I have a home invasion rape, I have drug dealing, Armed robbery and on and on."&nbsp; <br><br>He looks at her from across the desk, "What does it for you Raquel?"&nbsp; Tilting his head a little he continues to look at her then asks, "Whatever took you away was bad, you've changed."&nbsp; Shifting back to his usual self, he adds pick one, but before you go I would like to introduce you to a new star, might be as bright as yours even, her name is&nbsp; Faustina Cavriglila."<br><br>Before she has a chance to answer he calles his secretary, "Can you see if Faustina is in yet and have her come in if she is not in conferance?&nbsp; Thanks."&nbsp; Looking back to Raquel again and smiles, "You'll hate her, she's bright, lively, pretty, and damn good in the courtroom."
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				Post by: <strong>Airindel</strong> on <strong>05-10-2007, 16:15:25</strong>
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				Faustina Cavriglila saw the telephone light up, heard the soft persistent ring of it, but she chose to ignore it for now. The curvaceous Italian born American leaned on her desk, the black silk georgette blouse revealing smooth supple olive skin, the swell of her bosom teasing her neckline, and moving with elegance, an innate sway to her walk, the printed silk layered skirt danced around her shapely legs as she moved to throw a file at a detective. &nbsp;“Vincenzo,” Faustina said, addressing the detective in Italian, the language in which she spoke to those of Italian heritage. &nbsp;“I cannot convict on hearsay. The case is not going to trial if there is no solid evidence. Either get me some, or stop wasting my time.” Eyes that green, like the colour of new leaves in spring, stared at the detective, and irked by the persistent ring of the phone, Faustina picked it up and slammed it down. It stopped ringing.<br><br>&nbsp;“I want this bastard convicted as much as you do, and so I suggest you use whatever methods necessary to get me the evidence, but remember that it must be legal, how you conduct yourself and the men.” Her red scarlet lips curled into the perfect smile and she tugged on the tie of the detective. &nbsp;“I hate being disappointed, but I trust in your abilities, my Vincenzo.” <br><br>&nbsp;“You're a difficult woman,” the detective replied, and being familiar with the young vixen, he brushed a kiss across her cheek which made him uncomfortable considering all the glass in the office, all the people that could see, but too, they were friends and the bagged gifts that he now carried in his left hand proved it. They were for his first newborn child, a son, one whom he named after Faustina's father. The gesture made her emotional. &nbsp;“but I love you just the same.” <br><br>Faustina laughed, an airy sound that filled the room, and she escorted the detective to the elevator, abandoning her office. &nbsp;“Everybody loves Faustina,” she remarked, and casually walked beside him. In her shoes, she stood close to 5'9” and almost the same height as the detective. &nbsp;“Tell your wife, that I would be honoured to be the Godmother, and not to worry of Gianni. He will be there, I promise.” As they walked by Robert's office, Faustina noticed him with a woman, one petite in stature yet elegant, and regardless who it was, and not caring, she knocked on the glass and waved to him. She continued walking to the elevator with the detective.<br><br>&nbsp;“Faustina, you and the DA, Stephenson,” Vincenzo began, but she covered his lips with her slender fingers, and shook her head.<br><br>&nbsp;“Gianni knows, but does not want to hear of it. The Sicilian has a temper, and is a jealous man, but I love him dearly, and what I do here, I love too. Do not question or else it will lead to complications. Please, I beg you.” Faustina whispered, and with a smile, she brushed a kiss on Vincenzo's right cheek, then his left cheek, hit the elevator button and saw that he was escorted onto it. She waved by to him, and just as she did, an annoying wasp nipped in her ear. Her name was Elaine.<br><br>&nbsp;“Did you just hang up on me in there?” Stephenson's secretary asked, and looked at the leggy woman. &nbsp;“I don't appreciate that, you little bitch. Now, get your ass in to see Mr. Stephenson. It's business, I guarantee it.” Elaine snapped out and stormed off. The curls in her hair bounced up and down as she walked and Faustina sighed in exasperation. Just as easily as tolerating that nuisance, she could have been having a facial or a massage, or simply spending the day at a spa. She wasn't adored at the law office, being bold as brass, challenging, winning cases and several of that, but damn she was good at being charming when she had to, and men liked her including the DA. It was fortunate for her, and she would continue to bewitch him; older men were always pleasant.<br><br><br><em>Faustina had refused Robert's dinner invitations, the after hour drinks, but one Friday night shortly after she was hired, she found herself alone in her office, and it was going onto nine o'clock at night.&nbsp; Work was her life, or so it seemed at times, and it was that particular night. Tired, and needing to relax,&nbsp; needing to unwind, she knocked on the DA's door knowing that he was still there. They were the only ones in the office at that hour. Robert was staring at book, more than likely not reading it, but thinking as he bit a pen, and he was startled by the soft noise, and a smile grew on his lips.<br><br>&nbsp;“If you are not too busy, I'd like to take you up on one of those dinner invitations,” Faustina said, and smiled at him as she leaned against the door frame. She never waited for an answer, but approached him to withdraw the book from his hands, closed it but marked the page prior to, and took him by the hand. Without protest he rose from his chair.<br><br>&nbsp;“I was thinking of some place quiet where the food is good, where we can have a conversation that does not involve law, and just relax.” Faustina whispered to him, peering up into his face, meeting his gaze. Little did she know then that she'd wake in the man's bed the next morning, curled up to him, bare skin against bare skin. </em><br><br><br>Faustina knocked on Robert's door again, but this time she opened it and nodded to the couple who were drinking coffee. &nbsp;“Rob, I do not mean to rudely interrupt, but Elaine said you wanted to have a word with me.” Her English was heavily accented, but her voice was alluring, and the accent just made it that more enticing. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>05-10-2007, 18:00:43</strong>
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				"More coffee", he asks while they wait for Faustina.&nbsp; He stands and moves to get himself one regardless and turns he as she knock on the window on the way by.&nbsp; Waving back he says to Raquel, even as he watches her walking away, enjoying the sweet sway of her hips, "Seems she is escorting someone out, she may join us soon."<br><br><em>Even before she took him up on the dinner and drink invitations he loved to watch her move around the office, and even now he thought it was almost a shame she was hidden away in an office most of the time and not out where it was easier for him to catch a casual glance at her beautiful curves.<br><br>Remembering fondly thier first night, the thought of her slowly slipping out of the shirt and skirt she had worn that day, letting him know for certain where the night was going to go.&nbsp; The bra and panties she had worn left little to the imagination as she slid back to the couch with him and started to hile him remove his clothing as well, his willingness apparent as soon as she opened his fly.</em><br><br>Moving back he sits behind the desk and is sippping his coffee when Faustina knocks and opens the door, "Not at all, I was hoping to catch you.&nbsp; He stands as he says this and then introduces the women, "Faustina Cavriglila, meet on of our stars, who has been out on leave, Raquel Colón.&nbsp; Raquel, meet Faustina, who I picked up to fill in for you but has also been a wonderful new up and commer inthe courtroom I had to keep her when Phillip left last month."<br><br>He asks Faustina if she'll have coffee and waits for an answer standing near the pot before he sits back down.
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>05-10-2007, 20:46:11</strong>
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				Always his was forthright with his advances towards her, she always spurning him to the point it had become a game between the two of them, she having no intention of giving in for it would belittle her career, people would remember her for being the DA’s woman and not the best damn prosecutor the state had seen. It was not the only game they played, Robert was always throwing her the worst of the cases, amused at how she would pull them out as a win or at least not a loss, she thought for the longest time he wanted to see her fail, but she now believed that was not the case.<br><br>”Of course I missed you and the little games we played Robert, how could I not miss those glances at my ass when ever I bent over to grab a file you had purposely thrown on the floor,” she replied crossing her legs as she sipped from her coffee, watching him closely as he rattled off the list of cases, it was odd he did not just chuck one at her. ”I will take the double murder and armed robbery,” she replied looking for a large case as well as a smaller one to work on when she needed to allow the information to sink in to determine the best strategy. <br><br>She looked at him, wondering what it was about her that he was able to see the change in her, she knew she had changed, more rough around the edges, more aware of the dangers that lurk beyond the darkness. ”I changed for the better, I assure you, I will be more tenacious than I had been before to put this scum behind bars,” she commented as he continued telling her of his newest star, a woman, competition. Listening to how he spoke of her, she knew immediately that they were sleeping together, so he had finally found someone who was willing to take advantage of his position by climbing into his bed, <em>wonderful.</em><br><br>They talked of the cases, he giving her more details on each of them, the double murder was a gang related execution, two members of a Chinese gang had been supposedly peddling opium on the wrong corner and had paid for it with their lives. There were a few hiccups in the case, lack of witnesses, but one had stepped forward and was willing to testify. She immediately assessed it as something to plea out. The armed robbery had more potential as it turned out, it was not the kid’s first and the DA’s office wanted to try him as an adult; he was a rich punk with an expensive lawyer, very intriguing. <br><br>It was then she heard the knock on the window, turning she caught a glimpse of the tall Italian woman, walking a man to the elevators, she smiled as she caught Robert about to wave to her, was he in love with the woman, the man who swore he would never love just one. Finishing her coffee, she set it down on the desk, ”A bitch you say, I cannot wait to meet her, sounds like this office will be winning more cases as she discovers that she is the second best attorney here.”<br><br>The second knock came soon after and Raquel stood and offered a hand as she stated, her voice betraying her insincerity, ”It is nice to meet you Faustina” At the offer of more coffee she accepted, handing Robert her cup before once again sitting down.
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				Post by: <strong>Airindel</strong> on <strong>05-10-2007, 21:13:41</strong>
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				Faustina gave Raquel a quick survey, taking in what she saw before her, and of course, what was spoken and gossiped about in the office, and she was rather intrigued, but only vaguely. She did not offer the woman her hand, but instead, Faustina placed her hands gently on the upper arms of her colleague, and brushed her cheeks with soft kisses that barely touched her skin. &nbsp;“Likewise, my darling. It is so lovely to finally meet you. I have heard much about you,” Faustina said, and made a gesture to Robert that indicated she was declining the coffee. Warmly she laughed at Robert's comment.<br><br>&nbsp;“The man speaks as if he had no choice in hiring me,” &nbsp;Faustina commented, and looked at Raquel. &nbsp;“All the same, it is an opportunity that I dearly cherish for not many have such fate, and good fate at that.” Faustina said, and with no though, she opened the personal small bar fridge that Robert owned, one that was nestled in a corner of the room, and she took out a bottle of spring water and opened it. She took a few sips of the refreshing clear liquid and wondered if her presence was further required or if she'd be dismissed; work awaited her.
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				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>08-10-2007, 18:04:20</strong>
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				Robert looks at the ladies as they greet, smiling inwardly as he could be watching any educational channel, two predators circling.&nbsp; He gets the coffee for Raquel and&nbsp; hands it to her.&nbsp; He looks back to Faustina, "Now I'm jealous, walking another man to the elevator and now Raquel gets the kisses" he says with a mock pout.<br><br>Leaning back against the desk, he puts a question to the both of them, "Thursday night there is a dinner and I'd like one of you to come with me.&nbsp; Raquel, you might want to consider it to get back in touch with people, let everyone know your back.&nbsp; Faustina, If Raquel wants to come it would probably be best, you know this group already but I'm sure they are expecting you to be there." He shrugs, "Either way, but I'd like to know before tomorrow night."<br><br>He turns to Faustina, "I will talk to you later today, can you let me know when you have an hour?"
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-10-2007, 23:16:43</strong>
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				Raquel dropping her hand awkwardly, Raquel smiled as she received the kisses, returning them in kind, making sure to make eye contact with Robert during the one on Faustina’s left cheek. ”Don’t take much stock in office gossip or Robert’s opinion, he is a biased,” &nbsp;she whispered, though her words were loud enough to be heard by all. She too was eager to get started, but instead she was imprisoned by her lecherous boss and now with the introduction of his latest fling, another rising star, she might have to do more than work hard. Sighing, she took the offered coffee and sipped it as she measured up the competition, turning her attention back to the DA when he spoke of the dinner.<br><br>Never was she one to schmooze, considering it a waste of time and energy that could be spent on winning cases, a much more productive way for her to spend her time, but then there was idea that she might have to play politics some time if she were to have a chance at the richly deserved promotion. ”Might I ask who all is going to be there?” she asked, almost with a bored tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>09-10-2007, 16:52:03</strong>
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				He shrugs as he moves back to his chair, "The usual suspects, Judges Martin and Kain, a few of our favorite defense gang, Tom, Fred, Michael.&nbsp; You know the gang."&nbsp; He takes a look at the stack of cases on the desk and considers, then looks up at Raquel again, "I'm not going to force you to go, I know you hate these little get togethers, I'd just like the defense boys to know you are back, give them a little kick in the ass."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>10-10-2007, 20:49:02</strong>
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				<em>A town car was waiting for her in front of her building, its sleek black look was ominous and for the briefest of moments she considered reneging on her decision, but there was no one else who could do what they required and her sense of duty took over. Overnight bag in hand, she slid into the back seat, next to a rather muscular man who wore a suit that federal agent, the gun at his side and ear piece giving it away immediately. ”Good evening, Miss Colón, the name is Francisco Puhlmann. First let me thank you for your willingness to participate in this situation.” She looked him over; his red hair cut military short and Aryan features amused her, a slight smile appearing as she answered him, ”I believe Agent Puhlmann, I just agreed to be present at the briefing, now more than likely I will accept the offer, but I would first like to hear what it is you have in store for me before I accept.” &nbsp;He replied, his voice deep and smooth, ”Of course,” before he fell silent for the long car ride to the airport.</em><br><br>It was the usual suspects at the dinner, people she absolutely abhorred to socialize with, ones she avoided as if they were infected with the plague, especially if she were forced to sit next to the DA, who know doubt would insist he drive her home, truly the man was lecherous, never taking no for an answer, but too he did not take his advances too far. ”I believe it would be best if I do not attend, Robert, build up the suspense that I have returned, just imagine the poor defense attorney’s face when he sees me approach for a bail hearing,” she stated, though the true reason was she wanted to get ahead on her cases, prove to herself and to her newest competition that it would not be an easy fight, it took more than bedding the DA to win the promotion in this office.<br><br>Once again she looked to Faustina, standing as she did so, her words echoing the thoughts of the Italian’s, as she reached over and grabbed the two case binders, ”If there is nothing else, Robert, I would like to get started.” &nbsp;She paused at the door and awaited his reply before returning to her office. 
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				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>10-10-2007, 21:10:35</strong>
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				<em>All his advances at Raquel dodged he kept trying right up to the night before she had called asking for leave.&nbsp; The whole time he had worked with her he had wanted her and her putting him off did not really increase the desire, more just made her a goal.&nbsp; He'd have been happy at that time to fuck her and let her go, leave her wondering perhaps, if she was not as hot as she put on to be.<br><br>Faustina, on the other hand was receptive and pretty wild in bed as well, even thier first night had been a wild ride and, later, when the subject of a few kinks was brought up she did not hesitate either, she enjoyed being bound and teased along with the occasional spanking. She, Robert considered, was certainly worth keeping around for a good time.</em><br><br>Shaking his head he looks at her, "I'll take Faustina then, too bad though, I'd have liked to seen thier faces."&nbsp; He waves her off, almost as if shooing her out with his handbut before she turns the handle of the door he looks up and grins, "Maybe some people just pick up the files from the floor better then others."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Airindel</strong> on <strong>10-10-2007, 23:04:47</strong>
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				<em>Faustina&nbsp; remained completely hidden underneath Robert's desk. Not a hair, not a finger, not even her shoes could be seen, and she did not care that Elaine was conversing with him, or the junior lawyers who were anxious to please the DA. They were nothing but 'yes' men. Had she not had Robert's cock in her delicious mouth, her tongue, cheek and throat muscles working and drawing him closer to an orgasm, a smirk on her red lips would have been noticeable, and she would have cackled with laughter as the two junior lawyers, both whom she knew and disliked, Tom Harold and Greg Jones, were busily agreeing with Robert. Her teeth had grazed his pulsating stiff member when he slammed his fist onto the desk, barking at them that he had a headache and could not concentrate on their meeting. Faustina heard them agree to a new time and date for a continued meeting, heard the office door open and close, and within moments of that, Robert, with propped elbows on his desk and his hands supporting his head released his seed in her mouth, and she lapped up and swallowed every creamy white drop.<br><br>It was the only time they had relations in the office.</em><br><br><br>Faustina remained quiet while Robert and Raquel conversed about the dinner party. Faustina was naturally a social creature, yet too, she was comfortable alone and was conditioned to be, after all, the long work hours called for it. An odd smile quirked her lips into a smile as Raquel refused Robert, and all to well she knew he loathed being told 'no' or politely rejected in some manner, and was further amused that he assumed Faustina would come to the dinner party without consulting her. &nbsp;“I will have to consult my schedule, but by the end of the day, I will let you know my answer, Rob.” Faustina said, and turned to look at Raquel standing at the door.<br><br>&nbsp;“It was lovely meeting you, Raquel. We will talk later, I assure you.” Faustina said, her voice warm and creamy, her accent thick, and she raised the water bottle to her lips and took a sip. The politics of the office, she knew, now changed, but how was still a puzzle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>10-10-2007, 23:42:22</strong>
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				<em>Having know each other for only a less then two months Faustina and Robert had been close enough long enough to be able to communicate much to each other with looks and slight changes in posture, wether because of thier relationship or because they really were more alike then either woud admit was not the question.<br><br>Raquel and he of course had worked on signals as well, but more for use in the courtroom, ways to indicate when to shift the line of questioning, when to spring the surprise bit of evidence.&nbsp; Timing was everything in the courtroom and Robert had years there, knew all the judges, had even been considered for the bench once not to long ago.&nbsp; He knew Raquel and Fasutina were both wonderful in the room, but occasionally if a hearing was bogged he would sit and watch, helping them spring the trap.</em><br><br>He stands as Faustina leaves, "I still want to speak to you sometime today, put an hour on the calender please."&nbsp; He smiles and watches her moves out the door, a faint smile as she turns and gives him a view of her wonderful profile.&nbsp; <br><br>He stands at the door looking at Raquel considers saying something else but decides not to.&nbsp; Walking to his desk and settling back into the soft leather chair, he says, "We have a couple new interns working the library, I know you like doing your own leg work but throw them a bone and have them help a little, most all of us had to do that one time or another.&nbsp; You have to start somewhere."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-10-2007, 01:07:59</strong>
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				<em>The plane was a private jet, one used by large companies or government business, whatever it was she was to do for them, it was huge and they were pulling out all the stops for her. Hefting the bag over her shoulder, she climbed the metal steps, her soft soled boots ringing with each footfall until she entered the carpeted cabin. She was greeted by the pilot who stood at the door to the cockpit as he shook her hand, ”Welcome aboard Miss Colón,” &nbsp;that they all knew her name was unnerving, she smiled, murmured her thanks and turned towards the back of the plane.<br><br>There she found the deputy director of the FBI, immediately she recognized him from several newspaper articles she had read over the years. It was her turn to grace them with her knowledge, ”Good evening, Mr. Pistole, to what do I owe this honour?” He smiled, motioned her to a seat in of the large chairs and offered her a drink before he answered her question. ”Just a bottled water will be fine, thank you,” she said trying to not show her annoyance at being evaded. The doors closed and soon the plane was taxing down a runway, the deputy director sitting next to her, ”what I am about to tell you must never be spoken again for your safety, do you understand?”</em><br><br><br>”I look forward to it, Faustina, perhaps you could give me your thoughts on the armed robbery case, if you have read it,” she suggested, eager to determine how good an attorney the Italian was, and how much Raquel would need to focus on case closure. <br><br>Once the woman had left, Raquel smiled at Robert, ”I see you have found a replacement to keep your bed warm,” &nbsp;she said unashamed, used to the light banter with her boss. ”Which of the two interns do you think is the best, Robert? You know I have been burned before by helping them with their careers, the reason I do most of my own research, I want it done right the first time around,” &nbsp;she asked, a smile playing across her face as she leaned on his desk, the curve of her breasts visible to the man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Airindel</strong> on <strong>12-10-2007, 17:28:39</strong>
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				<em>The one bedroom condo was like a luxurious shoe box, small, lavish and held precious treasures, and it had the view of Manhattan; it was painted in Tuscany colours, and decorated in the manner that was reminiscent of the land that her ancestors knew and loved. The galley kitchen with its granite counter tops and stainless steal appliances was small, and so the enclosed glass balcony became the dining room; a table that could fit six, and a buffet and hutch that housed magnificent silver, crystal&nbsp; and china.&nbsp; The fireplace, instead of being in the living room, was in the bedroom which in itself was lovely, and for the most part, the living room was cluttered with law books. All in all, it was hers, and hers alone and she enjoyed the solitude of her peaceful little home. <br><br>Perplexed by the serial rapist case, one in which she was working on with Robert, Faustina had found herself pouring water over plump ripe tomatoes while reviewing details of interviews that the detectives and police conducted from the victims. It was not puzzling together. There were too many holes. It wasn't tidy, and Faustina liked tidy, tight cases. Exasperated, she watched the skins split on the tomatoes, and easily she peeled them, but her eyes kept tugged her attention to the paperwork. Finally, she called Robert at home; it was late Friday night, and only a week after they first made love together.<br><br>He was groggy when he answered the telephone, and his voice was hoarse from sleeping a few hours. Faustina told him to pack a bag, just a carry all, and to bring his passport, and his laptop, and to be snappy about it. She told him to meet her at the condo. She didn't wait for an answer, but hung up. When in doubt, when needing perfect and peaceful solitude, she went to Rome whether it was for a week, or a weekend, little did it matter. This time, she was bringing Robert, and this time, it was only for the weekend.</em><br><br>&nbsp;“Noon,” Faustina informed Robert when he told her yet again about the hour he required.&nbsp; Before she left, she glanced at Raquel and pondered her comment. &nbsp;“Perhaps we can have a late night meal and discuss the armed robbery if you like, but now, I must begin preparing a closing for the Brooklyn rapist case.” Faustina told her, and with a small smile, Faustina left Robert and Raquel alone. She strode back to her office, narrowing a glare at Elaine, and closing the door behind her, Faustina began to sort through the files. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stevej101</strong> on <strong>15-10-2007, 19:42:52</strong>
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				<em>"Pushy little slut" he mutters after he hangs up from her call, yet still he finds himself tossing some things into an suitcase, getting his passport and laptop ready and heading out to her condo.&nbsp; Making a stop along the way for a large coffee to take with him he shows up at her door a little over an hour and a half later.<br><br>She opens the door to see him at not anywhere near his best moment, jeans and a t-shirt, the bags left locked in his car, but the coffee seemingly attached to his hand.&nbsp; Looking in through eyes shielded from the light of the inside of the house he says, "I really hope you plan a good repayment for my loss of sleep."</em><br><br>Robert nods at the time Faustina states then watches her close the door behind her as she leaves.&nbsp; Turning his attention to Raquel he replies to her question about the interns, "They're both pretty good, Robert and Jean, Robert is faster but lacks the eye for detaio, Jean is a little slower at the books but can usually dig up an unusual documemt."<br><br>Settling far back in his chair he smiles at Raquel, "A replacement?&nbsp; You have never been there to concern yourself about that so let's not get jealous", he laughs but looks the view as she presents it for his enjoyment, "Rather a shame though, your ability to say no may end up making you jealous about more then me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistrial (elandra, Airindel &amp; Stevej101)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>17-10-2007, 00:22:49</strong>
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				<em>She had looked into the agent’s eyes, suddenly more anxious than she was just before her closing statements in court, sure she was known as a shark, always getting her way, but she still had those butterflies before stepping into the courtroom on those fateful days. ”I understand,” &nbsp;she said signing several agreements, many of which stated she would go to prison for a long time if she were to whisper a word of what she was about to hear. <br><br>Handing her the water, the Deputy spoke, his words were some of the scariest she had ever heard, despite the fact she had spoken with serial killers, rapists and child molesters. ”Most of this is need to know and you don’t need to know, but the highlights are as follows, we have a mole who is backed by many in the government, protected by their position, we know who he is, but need proof. Recently his Mistress was arrested and jailed for stealing; she had done it too many times for him to stop it this time. He did however; make sure her cellmate was someone he trusted to kill her, though she of course thinks she is there to protect her, in case she revealed anything she knew. We were fortunate enough to intercept this woman and convinced her to work for us, she told us everything we needed to know, but then hung herself before we could enact the plan. Combing the databases of public servants revealed you are the closet match to her,” &nbsp;he slid her file over, uncannily, Raquel could have been her twin, just needed to lighten her hair colour and add a tattoo of a tribal symbol on her arm. <br><br>”We need you to take her place and retrieve the evidence we need to bring this mole to justice.”</em><br><br>She listened to his words, amused as he stared at the Italian woman’s back, his gaze never roaming further up than her ass, until she disappeared into her office. ”I will talk to Jean this afternoon about doing some of the research for my case, I prefer slow but thorough,” &nbsp;she said, remaining on her feet as she planned to leave shortly. <br><br>Laughing with him, well at him, but she did not let this one, ”Trust me, Robert, I am not jealous of Faustina, only hopeful that she may hold your interest longer than the last one.” She smiled, ”besides I know you will promote the better attorney and not the floozy you might be wetting your appetite for the moment,” she retorted, giving her a famous smile, one she reserved for those she was cross examining.
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