“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

used to laughing her way out of problems found herself standing in front of a man who wouldn’t take her money and a child who had the power to accept or reject her apology.

A powerful lawyer who was used to wielding the law like a shield and a sword found himself on the phone with a freelancer who had the digital equivalent of a grenade and chose not continue reading …