I settle onto the black leather couch in the living room with a glass of Hibiki. It’s 21 years aged and one of my favorite small indulgences. I take in the spectacular view of the city, the wall of floor-to-ceiling windows in my living room give me, and I try to relax.  I trust Jacqueline and Marcus. The Cain case is an uphill battle but I’m confident they're going to find a hole in the prosecutor case. What 's really concerning me are my feelings for Jacqueline. Fucking another partner is one thing, but a relationship is something different altogether. It's a risk but then again I've never been the type of man to play it safe. Besides I always get what I want, and I want Jacqueline.

A knock at the door snaps me out of my thoughts. I sit down my drink and walk across the room to answer the door. It’s probably Jacqueline. The list of people I allow to bypass the building security is very short. I open the door to find Jacqueline practically vibrating with excitement and Marcus grinning like he just won the lottery.

"I take you found something useful," I say.

"We did," Jacqueline says, "and it was too important not to tell you in person."

I step back and allow Marcus and Jacqueline to enter my penthouse.

"That's one hell of a view," Marcus says taking in the skyline of the entire city spread out before us.

"The apartment next door is for sale," I say. "If what you have is a good as you two say it is you should make an offer Marcus."

"Oh, it's good," Jacqueline says, as she takes off her coat and makes herself comfortable in a chair facing the couch.  Marcus does the same. I settle back onto the couch. "Well," I say, "let's hear it."

"I was right; the tape was altered," Jacqueline says.

"The girl working the door this afternoon told us that there's a guy who pays to have them turn the cameras off when he enters and exits the building," Marcus adds

They're right, this is big. "If we can find out who he is and if he's connected to Emma in some way I think we can sleepwalk our way into an acquittal." I smile and sip my drink. "But that’s if," I have to add.

"Well the attendant did say she thought the guy was married and he was seeing someone in the building but she didn't know who because it's not her shift," Jacqueline says.

This is looking better and better. "So do we know who he actually bribed?"

"Thanks to me we do." Marcus says, "and we're going to talk to him tomorrow."

He sounds pleased with himself.  "I take the lobby attendant that gave you all of this information was a woman."

"Of course," Jacqueline laughs. "She didn’t have much to say to me, but Marcus managed to find out everything she knew."  Jacqueline gives credit where it’s due.

"I have no doubt," I say. "You're right Jacqueline if we can tie the mystery man to Emma it's over for the prosecution, but if we can't . . ."

"We're right back at square one," Marcus finishes.

"I know this case is an uphill battle but if we get Cain acquitted we may never have to try another case again," I say.

"We?"Jacqueline says, smiling at me. "Jason, you haven't needed to work in a decade."

She’s right. I don’t do this for the money. I laugh. "Fine you two won't have to ever try a case again of you don't want to but I know you'll want to. You both love it."

"I do," Jacqueline admits. "There's nothing as exciting as getting up in front of that jury and getting the truth out of someone."

"Nothing?" I say raising an eyebrow.

"Well almost nothing," she grins and Marcus lets out a low chuckle and it occurs to me that their sleeping together and I'm not bothered by it in the least.  Maybe that's because when I look at Marcus I see myself in my younger days.  Jacqueline is the perfect partner for the firm and for me and in that way, for him, too. It makes sense it its own way and if makes Jacqueline happy, well, that’s more than enough for me.

"You've done well." I say. "Drinks?"

"Yes," Jacqueline says.

I make, then hand, both Jacqueline and Marcus a highball glass of the spirits they indicate at my bar.

"So," Jacqueline says, "what if we can't tie to Emma to this mystery man? What if he's cheating on his wife with someone else?"

"Well I've done a little research of my own, with the building management company and pulled some strings at the bank. Emma paid her own rent every month in cash. So I think there's a damned chance that Mr. Incognito has everything to do with Emma." I say. "But if he doesn't, you're going to do what you best Jacqueline, destroy overzealous prosecutors who don't have airtight cases. It's going to be a battle but it's winnable."

"True," Marcus agrees. "Their motive is flimsy, at best."

"Yeah Cain's broken up with a million women. The idea that he'd kill Emma because she wanted to leave him doesn't fly, even with his temper," Jacqueline says.

"I agree," I chime in. "Cain might be an asshole but that doesn't make him a killer."

"Besides, Cain says that he and Emma weren't planning to break up. He says he thought she might have been seeing another the guy. This has got be it, so are you thinking what I’m thinking?" Jacqueline asks us.

"That Mr. Incognito was the one who was about to got his walking papers from Emma and that he snapped and killed her."

"Exactly," I say.

"Now all we have to do is convince the jury he exists," Jacqueline says.

"You're going to convince them." Marcus says. "Wolff is going down."

"Well I certainly hope he's not the only one." Jacqueline looks at us both that dirty, wicked grin I love seeing spreading across her face.  

"Oh no he's not," I say.

"Well if you're going to get Cain off I guess we should get you off too." Marcus says putting down his drink as I go over to Jacqueline and pull her into my arms.