Tommy nodded with a cigarette between his lips, "I just said your warm words touched me, Matt. You need to act more magnanimous, like a big shot from law school, not like some petty woman—like Delia Case, she's a bad example."
"You wouldn't be hoping we pay you in cash and then fight this lawsuit for you?" Matt frowned slightly:
"Better think again. If that's the case, your behavior can't be called greed anymore, Tommy. It's called slow suicide."
Charles heated his cigar with a lighter and spoke, "Calm down, Matt. Tommy isn't an idiot."
"Right, I may be a scoundrel, but I wouldn't do that to my Stanford brothers." As Tommy put down his glass and joined Charles in toasting his cigar, he told Matt:
