But Aaron stood and put a hand on the chair back, ready to push it back out into the offices. "I'm not greedy, Mister Hammer," he said. "The pay you're giving me for this is enough."

Enough to pay what his insurance wouldn't. Enough to pay what Haley's insurance wouldn't. Enough that he wouldn't have to sell his house (he'd already sold his car, bought an older one, a used one, that he'd found for just a couple thousand dollars, but damn it, Jack was going to live). And the pay, really... It was steep.

It was steep for a reason. After the scattering of Hammer's lawyers to the four winds, everyone in the law profession had seen it as a sinking ship and the rats were bailing out. They'd told him he was going to sink his career going defense from prosecution, going willingly into this case.

But none of them knew about Jack. He would keep it that way.

"Read all that over tonight," he said, "and let me know if there are any changes I need to make. I'll be back tomorrow."