[ Monday morning rolls around without much incident, though he doesn't waste any time once he gets into the office. He has a battery of meetings first thing—one of which leaves him annoyed out of sheer uselessness—but manages to get his secretary to handle Inej's contract buy out. Anika, bless her, doesn't ask many questions, just cocks an eyebrow and gets to work.
(At lunch she catches him and swears vehemently about Heleen Van Houden, it's strangely cathartic to listen to).
With the contract taken care of, the rest of his afternoon is spent trading emails back and forth to Tomassen, who'd handled his case with Rollins. It's an amusing one in some ways, because the first response he'd gotten was You want to do what??? Even though Kaz had a strong suspicion that his lawyer hadn't exactly been that surprised. After they'd won in court, he had told Tomassen he'd be using his money to make sure that similar things didn't happen to other people. So here he was.
Work wraps up and after the flurry of emails, he does end up on the phone with his good natured lawyer, just hammering out small details. And trying to dodge more personal questions about Inej. When he hangs up, he's got a couple texts from Jesper:
Sooooo how's it going?
Inej back at her place yeah??
He doesn't answer yet, knowing it's going to end up with them playing the twenty questions game and he's just about to walk in the front door. Inej had said she wasn't going in so he figures she's probably home. Watching Lizabeta flutter through the living room or something.
Unlocking the door, he steps in and shrugs his coat off to hang, deposits his car keys in the bowl, and heads towards the living room. Where he can hear the tinny voice of someone yelling over speakerphone. Stopping in the entryway, he sees Inej laid out lengthwise on the couch with her phone on the coffee table, a woman shrieking something he honestly can't make out. Kaz just tilts his head at her, flicking his glance to the phone, not wanting to interrupt. ]
mysterious benefactor (not so mysterious)
(At lunch she catches him and swears vehemently about Heleen Van Houden, it's strangely cathartic to listen to).
With the contract taken care of, the rest of his afternoon is spent trading emails back and forth to Tomassen, who'd handled his case with Rollins. It's an amusing one in some ways, because the first response he'd gotten was You want to do what??? Even though Kaz had a strong suspicion that his lawyer hadn't exactly been that surprised. After they'd won in court, he had told Tomassen he'd be using his money to make sure that similar things didn't happen to other people. So here he was.
Work wraps up and after the flurry of emails, he does end up on the phone with his good natured lawyer, just hammering out small details. And trying to dodge more personal questions about Inej. When he hangs up, he's got a couple texts from Jesper:
Sooooo how's it going?
Inej back at her place yeah??
He doesn't answer yet, knowing it's going to end up with them playing the twenty questions game and he's just about to walk in the front door. Inej had said she wasn't going in so he figures she's probably home. Watching Lizabeta flutter through the living room or something.
Unlocking the door, he steps in and shrugs his coat off to hang, deposits his car keys in the bowl, and heads towards the living room. Where he can hear the tinny voice of someone yelling over speakerphone. Stopping in the entryway, he sees Inej laid out lengthwise on the couch with her phone on the coffee table, a woman shrieking something he honestly can't make out. Kaz just tilts his head at her, flicking his glance to the phone, not wanting to interrupt. ]