Another challenge I thought I’d have a go at, though no picture to whet the appetite this time.
Note: I missed the deadline on this one (see comments below) but it was fun anyway.
I spun and my three elements are:
LAWYER, SKYSCRAPER, ROMANCE
Divorce was such a messy business.
Luckily in this case there were no children, but he saw it ending in bitterness and expense.
He rubbed his hands in glee.
Just how he liked them.
These were the kind of cases that had made him rich.
Cases where, thanks to his exorbitant fees, he’d been able to set himself up in executive offices overlooking the city, some seventy five storeys above the minions going about their daily business below.
Mr and Mrs Getz were due to arrive at ten thirty.
He had the file in front of him, and it appeared to be a simple case of adultery.
MR was twenty years her senior and loaded, but MRS wanted the High Life and with it younger men. She had come unstuck as one of her Toy Stallions just happened to be related to a friend of her husband and had bragged about the Rich Bitch he’d been servicing in the car wash.
Oh yes, he could have some fun with this one, and make a fortune out of it.
Hell, maybe he’d have his own building in a few years.
‘Mr Getz has arrived for his ten thirty appointment, Sir,’ his assistant told him on the intercom.
‘Please show them in, Audrey,’
Adjusting his tie, he stood as a distinguished man in his early fifties breezed into the room.
He was alone.
Without offering his hand, he threw an envelope on the table and said
‘I regret my wife won’t be able to join you for your weekly romantic rendezvous Mr Allen. My personal lawyers will be in touch as she has named you as Co-Respondent in our divorce.’
Shakily sitting down, this could ruin him, as he’d had no idea his mistress was married.