Date: Fri, 7 Dec 2007 13:54:24 -0800 (PST)
From: E Walk <cane_lane_candy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tip and Ty Chapter 20

Tip and Ty
By E Walk
(Copyrighted by the author)
Edited by Radio Rancher

Chapter 20 -- Ty and the Circus

This is Ty.

Mr. Jenkins and I walked to a delicatessen around the corner from the court
house.  We were shown to a booth.  After we ordered, he put his briefcase
on the table, "Mr. Jefferson, I took the liberty of collecting some data on
my children.  Perhaps you will find it useful tomorrow afternoon."

I looked at the information and then at Mr. Jenkins, "Please call me Ty.
Exactly why do you need me?  You are a lawyer, and it looks like you have
enough information here to convince any judge that you and your wife are
not the least bit senile."

Mr. Jenkins got a funny look in his eyes, "Ty, when I was on the bench, I
dreaded when a defendant tried to defend themselves.  Most of the time
their cases were suspect, and they did not do a good job because they were
too emotionally involved.  After watching you today, I am sure that we made
the right decision when we asked you to represent us.  I am sure that you
will be able to do a much better job than I could do."

"Mr. Jenkins, may I take these folders and study them tonight?  Have you
and your wife seen the psychologist yet?"

"We have our appointment at two this afternoon.  I have already informed
him that you need his evaluation by ten o'clock in the morning and that you
may want him to be available at our hearing tomorrow afternoon.  I have
included our physician's evaluation in the package.  I have asked him to be
available for the hearing too."

We finished our lunch and Mr. Jenkins insisted that he pay for the bill and
tip.  As we were walking back to the court house, I suggested,
"Mr. Jenkins, I would appreciate it if you and your wife could meet with me
at ten in the morning so we can tie up loose ends before we need to be at
the courtroom in the afternoon."  "We'll be in your office at ten in the
morning.  Good luck with the Speedy Shoe people this afternoon."
Mr. Jenkins waved as he got into his car.

"When I got back to the office, Shawn handed me four messages.  Clarisse
followed me into the office, "Okay, Mr. Hot Shot Lawyer, what's happening?
We've had more calls in the last four hours than we have had the entire
time since you hired me."

"Clarisse, I don't know how to explain what's happening.  I'm guessing
Mr. Hunter has something to do with it.  I'm guessing he may be having
second thoughts about my working for him.  Would you please ask Shawn and
Colleen to join us?  There is much work to do before I need to be in court
again tomorrow."

Clarisse returned with Shawn and Colleen.  "Shawn, I don't wish to be
bothered this afternoon unless it an urgent matter.  If one of my children
or Nano Mark calls, put them through immediately.  I don't care who is in
the office.  That not only goes for today but anytime."

"Clarisse, I need for you to see what you can find out about Mr. and
Mrs. Charles Jenkins.  Here is the information that I have on them.  Also
check to see what you can find out about Albert and Louise Lewis."  I
handed her the two folders that Mr. Jenkins had given me.  "If you have to
hire a private detective do so, but I need the information by noon
tomorrow."

I looked at Colleen, "Colleen, I have several letters and memoranda that I
need to dictate, and have you type before four o'clock"

I quickly dictated what I would need and Colleen went to her desk and began
to work.  Everyone was working when a large man came blustering into the
office, "I want to speak to the boss."

Shawn stood up, "Sir, how may I help you?  Mr. Jefferson is busy."

The man pushed Shawn down in his chair, "Get out of my way punk.  I want to
see the lawyer."

Clarisse looked up, "Rocky, what on earth are you doing, and why are you
acting like a crazy man?"

"Oh hi, Clarisse, is his royal highness in?" the big guy smiled.

The intercom came on, "Mr. Jefferson, Rocky Lane is here and insists on
seeing you."

"Tell the big brute to get in here."  I answered as I started to walk
toward the door.

Rocky came into the office and picked me up in his arms, "Ty, I need your
help, big time."

"Rock, what's happening that's so bad?"  I was confused because I hadn't
heard of any trouble with Rocky or his family.

"I've been slapped with a paternity suit.  You know and I know that I am
incapable of producing any children."

I was well aware that, Rocky was incapable of having any children.  Rocky
and I joined the Kansas City Chiefs the same year.  He was about six inches
taller than me and outweighed me by 150 pounds.  We started to room
together during the first training camp and we just continued to be
roommates whenever the team was away from home.

Rocky and I were married about the same time.  He married a lovely woman
and they tried very hard to have children.  Finally, they went for
fertility test and the test showed that Rocky was not capable of producing
offspring.  He and his wife adopted twins, a boy and a girl and they were
Billy's age.  Rocky dotes on his wife and children.  They are wonderful
parents.

I looked at Rocky, "Rocky, what do you know about the person making the
accusations?"

"That's what's so stupid.  It's someone I dated in high school.  She says
that I impregnated her."

I started to laugh, "I guess your sperm must have a long gestation period."

"Ty, that's not even funny.  I never had sex with the broad.  I have never
had sex with any woman other than my wife.  You should know that.  You had
to teach me everything I know."  "I'm sorry Rocky.  It has been a long day.
So, when is the hearing?"

"I just got the summons this morning.  We have been in Florida for the past
two weeks on vacation.  The hearing is next Tuesday at two o'clock.  Will
you please help me?"

"Rocky, I will do the best I can, but don't expect miracles on such short
notice."  I walked Rocky to the door and looked at the clock.

Colleen brought the documents she had typed, "Here you go Mr. Jefferson."

"Miss Ferguson, I would appreciate if you would take notes at the four
o'clock meeting.  Would that be a problem?"

"No sir, but I charge triple for any overtime.  I'll call Leanne and tell
her she has to do the cooking tonight."

Clarisse, please have some coffee and juice ready when Mr. Trout and Alex
and Diana Gordon arrive."

Everything was ready when Alex and Diana arrived.  They were followed
almost immediately by Mr. Trout and another gentleman.

I stood and greeted Mr. Trout.  He introduced the other gentleman, "This is
my personal assistant, Randy Smithers.  He will be my liaison person with
you, Mr. Jefferson, if things work out the way I would like them to."

I introduced the Gordons and then turned to Colleen and introduced her as
my right hand person.  When I introduced Clarisse, I introduced her as my
personal assistant.

Neil spoke as he pulled some papers out of his briefcase, "Alex, if you
would sign these documents, we will make sure that you are paid what the
company owes you.  We will also respect the codicil that you added to the
original contract.  The first document acknowledges that you have been paid
these funds and the second gives you the right to continue to approve or
disapprove of what you are to be asked to advertise.  I admire your courage
for standing up for your personal beliefs and not just doing something for
money."

I looked at Alex and Diana.  They were beaming.  Mr. Smithers asked,
"Mr. Gordon, would it be possible for you to meet with the Advertising
Department on Monday at say ten o'clock, to discuss plans for our ad
campaign for the coming season?  You will be paid the regular consultation
fee."

Alex and Diana knew that they were being dismissed.  Alex answered, "I'll
be there with bells on the laces of my Speedy shoes."

I couldn't help myself and started to laugh, "Oh no, Speedy shoes with
bells on the laces.  The opposition will be running because the bell
ringers are after them."  That broke everyone up.

Alex and Diana left, "I looked at Mr. Trout, what else do you have on your
mind, sir?"

Mr. Trout looked at Mr. Smithers, "Mr. Jefferson, we would like for you to
join our firm as the chief legal counsel."

I must have looked like I swallowed a fly, "You want what?"

Mr. Trout was laughing, "Let me say it very slowly.  We would like for you
to be our chief legal counsel.  As such, you would be responsible for
reviewing all contracts before they are signed."

"Mr. Trout, I'm flattered.  But since I am going to be handling all of the
contract negotiations for the Kansas City Chiefs, I don't know how I could
do that job properly and take on what you would want me to do."

Mr. Smithers piped up, "My partner is determined that you are going to be
the company's legal counsel; so recruit two or three trusty assistants.
You will be able to afford two or three.  I'm sure that you will be having
more companies coming to you once the word gets around that you are
associated with the Kansas City Chiefs and the Speedy Shoe Company."

I shook my head, "Can we slow down.  Mr. Smithers, did you just tell me
what I think you told me?"

Mr. Trout answered, "Randy and I have been partners since college.  Now Ty,
here is your first month's retainer.  If you will sign the contract, we'll
get out of here.  We will set up a meeting for you at the headquarters
sometime next week when we get back from Denver."

I put my head down on the desk, "This is so funny, I don't suppose you
would be staying at the Brown Palace by chance."

Randy looked confused, "Yes, why do you ask?"

"Perhaps Tip and I could meet the two of you for dinner on Saturday
evening."

Neil raised his eyebrows, "Who is Tip?"

"Tip is my brother; we are going to get away for the weekend now that I
have hired a Nano."

"What's a Nano?" Randy asked.

"A Nano is a male Nanny who does not look mean and is not a woman according
to my children."

I looked at the check, "You're kidding me, right?  You're going to pay me
$10,000.00 a month to be the company's legal counsel?"

Neil quickly said, "If you think that is not enough, we'll negotiate.  Now
if you will sign the contract we will get out of here."

I looked at the contract and we signed both copies.  Mr. Trout took one and
handed the other to Clarisse.  The two gentlemen stood, Neil said, "Give us
a call when you get to the Brown Palace."

The two gentlemen departed and Shawn knocked on the door, "Mr. Jefferson,
there is a gentleman who insists that he must see you now.  He says he is
here representing Mr. Hunter and he has some paperwork that you need to
sign."

I threw up my hands, "Show him in, Shawn."  I motioned for the two ladies
to stay.

Shawn escorted an older gentleman in, "This is Mr. Wright."  I stood and
shook his hand, "Good afternoon, Mr. Wright.  I'm Ty Jefferson and these
are my assistants, Clarisse Morton and Colleen Ferguson."

The man was gruff, "I know who you all are?  I've been with the Kansas City
Chiefs for years.  I have met Mrs. Morton a number of times and I know that
she is the one who kicks people's backsides.  Colleen just happens to be my
daughter's partner."

"So, is there anything that you don't know Mr. Wright?"

"Yeah, who is that handsome well mannered young man at the reception desk?
He certainly makes a good impression."

"Oh, that's Colleen's brother.  He's my public relations director.  Now,
how may I help you, Sir?"

"Mr. Hunter asked me to bring your contract for your employment and your
first month's retainer.  If you will sign, I will get out of your hair.
Mr. Hunter would like for you to set aside every Monday and Thursday from
9:00-10:30 for meetings.  I think he has been more than generous, but he
assures me that you will be worth every penny of what he's paying you."

"Mr. Wright, I played for the Chiefs for ten years and I don't remember
ever encountering you before."

"That's because I stay tucked away in the vault.  Ty, I'm just the Vice
President in charge of finance.  There was never any reason for us to meet
because you didn't make unreasonable demands and pretty much did as you
were asked to do without much complaining.  There was never a problem until
you just up and retired."

"Now if you would sign, I need to get home to my wife."

I looked the contract over and we signed them.  I took one copy and handed
it to Clarisse.  Mr. Wright handed me a check for $20,000.00.  To say I was
speechless would be an understatement.  I felt like I was stunned by a shot
from a ray gun.

I guess I acted like a zombie after Mr. Wright had departed.  I just sat
down at the desk and looked at the two checks.  I handed them to Clarisse,
"I guess you will be able to pay the rent and all of the salaries tomorrow
without overdrawing the account."

Colleen looked funny, "Is it always going to be this crazy around here.
Mr. J., when would you like the notes transcribed?  It's already 5:30?"

I looked at my watch, "I'm sorry ladies, let's get out of here."

I packed my briefcase and walked into the office and Shawn was still
sitting there.  "Shawn, what are you still doing here?"

"Mr. Jefferson, I have nothing better to do.  I'll close up."

"Shawn, come on, you can follow me home and have dinner with me my family
and me.  I am sure that there will be enough for one more person."

Shawn looked like he was about to cry, but we closed the office and went to
the parking lot and crawled into our cars.  He followed me to the condo.
We had trouble finding parking spaces since Tip and I were accumulating so
many vehicles.

When we walked into the house, everyone was waiting to eat.  I introduced
Shawn to those who didn't know him and Mark went to place one more setting
on the table.

Mark had made a home made beef stew with a lot of vegetables and some
homemade rolls which he served with a frozen salad that the children just
loved.

I watched as Shawn was eating and it was like he hadn't eaten for weeks. He
sure didn't talk much.

As we were finishing, Mark reminded us, "Mr. J and Doctor W., you need to
leave so you can meet with Mr. Hastings and Mrs. Quinn.  Shawn and I will
take care of the children.

Tip and I left for Mrs. Quinn's house.  As we were driving, Tip asked, "Who
is this Shawn person?"

I told Tip what I knew and Tip started to laugh, "I guess we'll just have
to get the rest of the story from Mark when we get home."

My mind was whirling, "Tip, what do you think Mr. Hastings is going to
appraise the house at? You don't suppose Shawn will do anything to
interfere with what is happening between Zack and Mark do you?  I don't
know how much more excitement I can take today."

Tip was so cool, "Ty, just relax.  We can't change anything while we are
driving in a car.  Everything will be fine.  We should have sent Mark.  I
think you are on overload."

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  Editor's Notes: This chapter was well named. Indeed it was quite a
circus. I must admit that there was a lot going on in this chapter. I think
Ty is amazing and for that matter, so is Tip.  It is so nice that they love
each other, and have admitted it to each other and themselves. I love all
the stories and folks, be prepared for even more wonderful stories yet to
come. We will be hearing from Arli J, and his story telling talents are
right up there with Uncle Ed's. So make sure you check out any stories by
Arli J. I am certain you will not be disappointed.  I know I wasn't in any
sense of the word. Be sure to let your favorite authors know how you feel
about the stories you are reading.  They will definitely appreciate your
contacting them.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher