“Law offices,” she said. “Jill? It’s Wilma. You need to get down here right away. Mac was just in a fistfight and the guy wants to press charges.” Still clutching the phone, Jill stood and grabbed her purse. “What? Wilma, you’re not making sense. Mac was in a fight?” “Oh, yeah. He cracked the guy good. I’m not saying he didn’t deserve it, but he sure doesn’t need the trouble. Not now.” Jill wasn’t sure which “he” they were talking about, but she decided it didn’t matter. “I’ll be right there. Don’t let Mac leave until I get there.” “Don’t worry. He’s not going anywhere for a while. We have to figure out how to keep from arresting him.” With that, the older woman hung up. “Arresting him?” Jill repeated as she raced to the front of the office and quickly locked the door. “They can’t do that.” Arrest Mac? Not only would that seriously impact his ability to do his job, what about the custody issues with Emily? There were some basic requirements put in place by the courts and one of them was to stay out of trouble.
