Errors and Omissions
ONE
The worst part of being drunk before breakfast is the hangover that returns before noon.
Michael Seeley's head throbbed. He was tall and ruddy, with an athlete's vigor, but he felt compressed by the narrow room. Like the courtroom next door, the anteroom to Judge Randall Rappaport's chambers was designed for intimidation, not comfort: high ceiling, dark wood, brass fittings, wood chairs with no padding. There were no magazines or newspapers for distraction, not even a legal newspaper or law journal. A leather-bound volume the size of a Bible was carefully centered on a mahogany side table: The Collected Opinions (1985-2005) of the Honorable Randall Rappaport, Justice of the Supreme Court of New York.
The other person in the room, Noel Emmert, hadn't acknowledged Seeley when he came in, and it wasn't until after Seeley inspected the book and returned it to the table that Emmert spoke.
"How's the intellectual property business, counselor?" There was an edge to Emmert's voice, as if he were delivering the punch line to a story.
Emmert's law practice was in county and state courts like this one, in a gray warren of pillared ...
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