“If you file for an injunction without fresh physical evidence of corporate fraud, Garrett’s lawyer will say you’re suffering from medical paranoia.”

“He’s trying to shove me out before the board meets on December fifteenth,” I said.

“A public legal fight will kill the twelve-million-dollar contract,” Mark said.

“The city board will pull the bid the minute a lawsuit shows up on the county docket.”

He leaned back in his vinyl desk chair and turned a legal pad around to face me.

“Where did the old job files from the original office end up?” Mark asked.