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firm on her resume meant that she could take a position as an attorney anywhere she wanted, though she knew she wouldn’t ever want to leave his firm.
    A myriad of thoughts as to why he would want to see her wreaked havoc in her mind and she tried to push all of the mental chaos from her as she stepped from the elevator onto his floor. His was the only office on the top floor, except for his secretary, who had her own office as well. She welcomed Alexis and told her to go straight in to see Anderson.
    Alexis lifted her chin and hoped that all of the nervousness that she felt inside wasn’t evident on the outside. She had gotten to be pretty good at learning just how to hide everything she was thinking and feeling; it was a necessary courtroom tactic.
    She walked into his office and quietly closed the door behind her. Anderson was seated behind his desk, looking at his computer. He glanced up at her and gave her a nod. “Good morning, Alexis. Please, come have a seat.”
    He was tall and had a stocky build. He was the sort of man who emanated refinement; from his thick white hair down to his hand crafted leather shoes. His suits were tailor made, his body was kept fit with a personal trainer, and his demeanor was so cool and collected that it might have been upper crust British.
    She sat in one of the luxuriously cushioned chairs across from him, watching him, and waiting expectantly to hear what it was that he wanted to talk with her about.
    He finished what he was working on and then turned toward her and folded his hands on the desk in front of him, looking at her with a stoic expression that did not yield one modicum of insight into the thoughts going on in his mind.
    She waited patiently, making herself appear much calmer than she felt. He spoke with a steady voice, as if he were talking about any commonplace thing; from the furniture to the weather.
    “I presume that you’ve heard the news about Lucas Ryan this morning.” His eyes held hers as he asked.
    She was suddenly profoundly grateful that her sister had blown her phone up that morning trying to reach her. She made a mental note to thank Abby later.
    “Yes, of course. Who hasn’t heard of it?” she asked with a hint of a smile. She wouldn’t have known or cared one bit, and she’d been caught off guard with her boss while she was trying for a promotion, if it hadn’t been for her celebrity loving sister. She knew she was going to owe Abby for it, though Abby had no way of knowing that.
    “Just so.” He said, pressing his lips together tightly and giving his head a shake. “Everyone knows. There is probably not a higher profile legal situation going on in this state right now. This trumps even the governor getting caught in his extramarital affair, and that was a scandal that I thought might be a pinnacle.”
    He lifted a few of his fingers off of the desk in a sort of wave. “I digress, though.” He looked intently at Alexis again. “Mr. Ryan is obviously in need of some extraordinary legal counsel. His manager, Warren Paul, contacted me this morning and after a brief discussion, Mr. Paul specifically requested you for the case.”
    Alexis stared at him and blinked in surprise. “He…. He requested me?” she asked, dumbfounded. She had done very well in her time at the Nolan law firm, and she’d begun to make a name for herself in the legal community, and in the city of Los Angeles. But not enough, she thought, that anyone needing legal representation for the highest profile case in the state might specifically ask for her.
    Anderson gave her a nod. “Yes, well… he didn’t know who you were right away. He called and we talked about the attorneys here who might be… best suited for Mr. Paul’s representation, and after I discussed a few of your colleagues and you with him, he chose you. He decided that you fit their need best.”
    His answer seemed to make more sense to her, but she was still bewildered. He seemed not to notice, or if he