The Von Bucati Mansion
By Dan Watt
Author of the e-books Ruby Queen and Sylvia on Kobo.com; and e-books Lucy and the Snivel Chair, DRAGON: The Emerald Of Light on Amazon.com
Humour is an interesting part of society. Can you make someone laugh without mocking them, someone else, or putting yourself down? Situational humour maybe. I’m thinking of Buster Keaton, Charlie Chaplin, and Rowan Atkinson as Mr. Bean.
Even with the air-conditioning blasting my dark grey silk shirt is sticking to my skin. It’s June twenty-second and Elizabeth Von Bucati is my sole client. I’m looking through my designated Ferrari page on my phone I can see a new car is coming out next year when I hear Mac Davis signing It’s Hard To Be Humble over my phone speaker. I can’t see any identification of the caller. “Hello?”
“It’s Elizabeth Von Bucati. Be ready outside of your office for the limousine at 10 a.m.” I still can’t place her accent. It sounds like a mixture of Germanic and British.
“I have some associates that you should meet Mrs. Von Bucati.”
The silence on the phone must mean she’s amazed at how smart her lawyer is. “We agreed on confidentiality Mr. Deleppe.” She really needs to get rid of the sharpness in her voice. “Who else have you spoken to?”
“Other lawyers I work with, so you don’t need to worry about confidentiality. There is an unwritten rule amongst lawyers.”
“What are their names?”
I sit back and exhale. I imagine the 250 GTO Technopromo model in my collection and grin. “Bert Asworth, a corporate lawyer, you really could use him on board. Janet Marks, a criminal lawyer, but I don’t see you needing her.” I could hear scribbling. “Should I invite them?” I feel smug that she’ll agree to whatever I say now.
“No. Thank you for giving me their names Mr. Deleppe. Make sure you are in the limousine at 10 a.m. tomorrow.” The line goes dead.