She walked outside with them, saying her goodbyes in front of the courthouse. She was turning to walk towards her office when The Last Riders walked outside the sheriff’s office with an angry Marc Harris, the town’s best criminal lawyer. The older lawyer looked ready to have a heart attack.
“I won’t be talked to that way by anyone! Did you hear what he told me to do?” Marc was practically screaming at Viper and Winter.
“Mr. Harris, Knox didn’t mean for you to take it so literally. He’s just—” Winter tried to placate the older man.
“I don’t care. You can find another lawyer, one that can deal with that asshole.” Diamond was shocked that the established attorney had lost his composure to the extent she was witnessing.
“But—” again Winter tried to intercede, yet before she could continue, Harris stormed across the lot to his car.
All of them were still staring when he pulled out with a screech of tires. Diamond closed her mouth when she realized The Last Riders were all staring at her. Seeing the speculation in Viper’s eyes, she could almost see the wheels turning in his mind.
Hell no, Diamond thought to herself. Swiveling in her high heels, she took off down the street at a brisk walk, trying to avoid what she saw coming.
“Ms. Richard.” Diamond heard Winter’s voice, but kept booking it down the street.
Suddenly, a man stepped out in front of her, bringing her to a sudden stop. She hadn’t seen him before, but there was no doubt in her mind that he was a part of the motorcycle club. He was covered in tattoos, wearing dark jeans and a t-shirt. The sunglasses on his face hid his eyes, but he was good looking in a harsh kind of way. He gave Diamond the chills down her back. She didn’t even try to move past him as Winter, Viper and two other members surrounded her on the sidewalk.
“Ms. Richard, we need your help,” Winter began.
“I’m not taking on any new cases,” Diamond said, turning to look at Winter instead of the one that was giving her the willies.
“That isn’t what your sister said. She said you’re having a hard time finding clients, and that was why you moved to Treepoint from Jamestown. Please can we just go somewhere to talk for a few minutes?” Winter pleaded.
Diamond grudgingly gave in. “My office is just around the corner.” Her heart sank at Winter’s relieved smile. She had every intention of convincing her to accept her friend’s case, but Diamond had every intention of refusing. Nothing on earth could convince her to take the case. It would mean having more contact with the motorcycle club. She hadn’t managed to get away from her parents’ club to find herself entangled in another club’s problems. No way in hell.
Chapter Three
Diamond went into her office, followed closely by The Last Riders. Holly was filing papers in the cabinet when she turned to see who came in. Diamond wasn’t surprised when the woman’s mouth fell open as the office filled with several of the bikers.
“Holly, I’ll be in my office if you need me.” A nod was the only response the woman could manage besides the look that begged her not to leave her alone with the dangerous looking men that were taking a seat on the few chairs and small couch she had available for seating.
Winter, Viper and the heavily tattooed biker followed her inside her private office. Diamond went behind her desk, placing her briefcase on the neat surface before taking a seat.
“What’s going on, Winter?” Diamond decided not to beat around the bush; the faster she found out what they wanted, the faster she could get rid of them.
“One of our members has been arrested in the murder of Samantha Bedford,” Viper answered her question. Diamond blew out a breath of air. She had been expecting that, thanks to the brief information that Caleb had told her before court. Drug possession, assault, DUI;those were what she had dealt with since moving to Treepoint. She had never thought to represent a case for a client with the seriousness of a murder charge.
“I am going to save us both some time. I don’t have the experience to defend a murder case.” Diamond started to rise to her feet.
“The best criminal defense lawyer in the state of Kentucky just walked out on us. That asshole will defend anyone for the right amount of money. Knox pisses everyone off. There’s not a lawyer that won’t become angry and quit with his attitude. I don’t want to be looking for a new lawyer everyday, we need someone that isn’t going to run away the first time that Knox gets angry and scares the shit out of them.”
“I’m sorry.” Actually she wasn’t, Diamond thought again, rising to show them the door.
“I’ll pay whatever fee you want,” Viper stated, looking around her office. Diamond sat back down.
“If money is no object, then you can afford any lawyer you want,” Diamond protested, but then paused, rethinking whether she really wanted to talk them out of hiring her.
“Money didn’t prevent Harris from walking out on us,” Viper said in disgust.