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“I’m sorry,” Jacob said. “I’m not sure what you’re saying.”
“Mr. Ashforth states that you attacked him in his office. He states…,” the Denver Police Detective read from a piece of paper. “He states that you threatened his children and wife. He claims that you were out of control, wild eyed, and so violent that he felt he must stop you before you reached your car.”
“Or what?” Jacob asked.
Jacob looked over to at his lawyer, Samantha Hargreaves. She shook her head slightly as if this was to be expected.
“It’s our understanding that you have a black belt in a martial art and certainly we know that you are wealthy. He states that he felt you were a danger to his family and the community.”
“In the first place,” Samantha said, “a black belt doesn’t mean anything. I have a couple myself. Unless you can prove that my client was an immediate danger to specific persons, you have to let this drop. Jacob Marlowe was attacked by Mr. Ashforth, from behind I might add, after he terminated his contract with Ashforth Pipe Supply. You should be prosecuting Mr. Ashforth, not vice versa.”
“This has become a major departmental situation, Ms. Hargreaves. Mr. Ashforth was wounded by two Denver Police Officers,” the police detective said. “These officers are currently suspended from duty while we investigate. It’s important that we pursue every line of inquiry.”
“He was shot?”
“Yes, Mr. Marlowe,” the detective said.
“I don’t remember any of that,” Jacob said.
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