Chapter 351

The work day started without a hitch. Eric showed up a few minutes after Sabrina, and Andy rolled in 15 minutes before the usual start of the day, which made him late for his mandated early start but early for a regular start. You took that as a win for him.

While the rest of you got to work, and Andy drifted in and out of consciousness, Sabrina started to get to work on the Mock Trial. Garrison had emailed her an entire package of documents she would need to go through, and she gave you the brief rundown. It was a civil suit featuring a multi-car pileup that led to the injury of multiple people - the details of the case contained multiple layers of culpability, several insurance policies, and a ton of backstory and environmental data to parse through. Not to mention the fact that Sabrina would need to be researching the actual legal points as well.

She, or all of you, had been assigned the Defense role for the case, representing the trucking company that was being sued. The opposite side would be representing one of the families that was injured - but, as you, Gemma, Eric and Sabrina all quickly clued in on with your various experiences with Debate and Mock Trial clubs in the past, it was likely to become a class action case involving all of the allegedly injured parties. It was a classic Mock Trial move.

As the morning wore on the Associates started dropping more work than normal on your plate, knowing that you would be out for at least part of the next week. That led to you forcing Andy into wakefulness by insisting he drink a coffee and start helping.

Garrison called you and Gemma into quick mentor meetings that afternoon, not giving you a moment to settle into the extra workflow without assigning his own little bonus research to accomplish.

With everything going on, at the end of the day all five of you ended up staying late. Andy because he had to, but the rest of you were just feeling overwhelmed with the amount of stuff on your plates and not wanting to let it stack up. Sabrina swapped back to prepping for the Mock Trial.

Then, at six, a couple of pizzas arrived. None of you had ordered it, but the security guard who worked in the building after Becks left for the day called for you to come pick it up. You went down to figure out what was going on but discovered it was already paid for so you accepted them.

As you were stepping back off the elevator and rounded the corner to head back to the conference room, you were stopped by Allison Tranch - she was one of the Associates, a reedy-looking blonde who had been with the firm for several years and was supposedly on the Partner-track and would make Junior Partner in another year or two.

“Oh, hey,” you said, not having realized any of the Associates were still around. “Did you order these? Security called up but none of us put in the order.”