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you can ask to have your legal fees covered by the defendant." "Okay," said Colin, "I guess you've got some paper work for me?" "I will. I'll have one of my assistants put it together for you." Colin was quiet. He stared at the corner of Jack's desk. "Hey, Colin? You all right buddy? Need me to get you a soda or a coffee?" "What about the press? What happens if this lawsuit draws media attention? I think Miri and me could manage, but I don't know about the girls. They're at that age where kids get mean." Jack sighed. "I don't know how this will play if the media gets a hold of it, to be honest. I've never heard of anything like this before. I can appreciate your concern for your girls." Jack stood up and paced toward one of the floor to ceiling windows. "How about this: you take those papers back with you, and think about what you want to do. I'll go ahead and put my paperwork together for you too, but that doesn't mean you're obligated in anyway. Hell, if you don't want to go forward with a suit, I won't even charge you for today. But I really hope you do decide to go forward with this, Colin." Jack turned around and looked soulfully at the concerned husband and father of two sitting in front of his desk. Colin nodded and gathered the papers from ABS into a pile. He stood, and walked over to Jack, shaking his hand. "I'll be in touch, Jack," he said. *** The Hollinger's lawsuit drew national attention to Alpha Biotechnical Solutions. As Colin feared, the case turned into a media circus. Jack did his best to shield the family from journalistic prying by focusing all publi ŒΝΡ…Ρ•΅•ΉΡ́…‰½ΥΠ)Ρ‘”…Ν”½Έ L…Ή₯Ρ́΅…±™•…Ν…Ή”Έe•ΠΙ•ΕΥ•ΝΡ́™½Θ)₯ΉΡ•ΙΩ₯•έ́έ₯Ρ Ρ‘”!½±±₯Ή•ΊΑ½ΥΙ•₯Έ‘…₯±δΈ)Ω•Ιε½Ή”₯ΈΡ‘”™…΅₯±δ½˜™½Υȁ‘…ΡΌ‘•…Ρ₯Ω…Ρ”Ρ‘•₯ȁ•±°()Α‘½Ή•ΜΈQ‘•δ‘•±•Ρ•Ρ‘•₯ȁͽ₯…°΅•‘₯„…½ΥΉΡΜ°ΝΡ½ΑΑ•)‘•­₯Ήœ•΅…₯°Έ ½±₯ΈΝ•ΠΥΐ„@Ή<Έ‰½ΰΝΌΡ‘•δ½Υ±•Π)•ΝΝ•ΉΡ₯…°Α½ΝΡ…°΅…₯°έ₯Ρ‘½ΥЁ‰•₯ΉœΝέ…Ι΅•‰δΙ•Α½ΙΡ•Ί…Π)Ρ‘•₯ȁ΅…₯±‰½ΰΈ5₯Ι₯…΄‰½Υ‘Ё‰±…­½ΥЁΥΙΡ…₯ΉΜΡΌ­••ΐ)‰Ι₯‘Ё±₯‘Ρ́…ΉΑ••Ι₯Ήœ•ε•Μ½ΥЁ½˜Ρ‘•₯ȁ‘½ΥΝ”…ЁΉ₯‘ΠΈΠ)±•…ΝЁё•δ‘……‰±”°Ρ‘½Υ‘Ё ‘Ι₯ΝΡ₯Ή”Έ)™Ρ•Θ΅½ΉΡ‘́½˜±₯Ρ₯…Ρ₯½Έ°έ₯Ρ ±½Ν₯Ήœ…ɝա•ΉΡΜ)…ΑΑΙ½…‘₯Ήœ°)…¬Ν՝•ΝΡ•Ρ‘…Ёё”™…΅₯±δ‘Ό„Ν₯Ё‘½έΈ)₯ΉΡ•ΙΩ₯•άέ₯Ρ έ‘…ѕٕȁΉ•έ́½ΥΡ±•ΠΡ‘•δΑΙ•™•ΙΙ•ΈQ‘”₯‘•„)݅́™½ΘΡ‘”!½±±₯Ή•ΊѼ‘Ό½Ή”₯ΉΡ•ΙΩ₯•ά₯΅΅•‘₯…Ρ•±δ…™Ρ•Θ)Ρ‘”Ω•Ι‘₯ΠΈ)…¬έ½Υ±‰”Ρ‘•Ι”έ₯Ρ Ρ‘•΄‘ΥΙ₯ΉœΡ‘”Ρ…Α₯ΉœΈ)!₯́ɅΡ₯½Ή…±”έ…́ё…Ёѕ±±₯ΉœΡ‘•₯ȁΝΡ½Ιδέ½Υ±‘•±ΐ…±΄‰½Ρ )Ρ‘”΅•‘₯„Μ™Ι•Ήι䁅ΉΡ‘”ΑΥ‰±₯ŒΜ₯ΉΡ•Ι•ΝΠ°Α…ΙΡ₯Υ±…Ι±δ₯ΈΡ‘”)έ…­”½˜Ρ‘”©Υ‘΅•ΉΠΈ%Ё݅́„™…₯Ι±δΡ•αΡ‰½½¬Α±…ΈΈQ‘•δ©ΥΝΠ)‘½Α•Ρ‘…ЁΑΥ‰±₯ŒΝΙΥΡ₯Ήδέ½Υ±‰”‰±ΥΉΡ•‰δ™…₯Ήœ₯ΠΈ ΥΠ) ½±₯Έ…Ή5₯Ι₯…΄­Ή•άΡ‘…Ёё”ΡΙ₯…°έ½Υ±‘…Ήœ½Ω•ΘΡ‘•΄)™½ΘΡ‘”Ι•ΝЁ½˜Ρ‘•₯ȁ±₯ٕ́…Ή΅•‘₯„…ΡΡ•ΉΡ₯½Έέ₯Ρ ₯ΠΈ)Q‘”™…΅₯±δ•Ω•ΉΡΥ…±±δΝ•ΡΡ±•½Έ½ΉΡ…Ρ₯Ήœ€Ψΐ5₯ΉΥΡ•ΜΈQ‘•δ)͕Ё…Έ₯ΉΡ•ΙΩ₯•ά‘…Ρ”™½Θ„΅½ΉΡ …™Ρ•ΘΡ‘”ΑΙ½©•Ρ•‘…Ρ”½˜)Ρ‘”ΙΥ±₯Ήœ₯ΈΡ‘”…Ν”Έ))…¬™½Υ‘Ё±₯­”„±…‘₯…ѽȁ™½ΘΡ‘”!½±±₯Ή•ΙΜΈ!”…Ή‘₯Μ)Ρ•…΄έ½Ι­••Ω•Ι䁅Ή±”½˜Ρ‘”…Ν”₯ΉΝ₯‘”…Ή½ΥЁ½˜Ρ‘”)½ΥΙΡΙ½½΄Έ ½±₯Έ…Ή5₯Ι₯…΄½Υ±‘ΈΠ™₯Ή„‘₯ΉΠ½˜)•α‘…ΥΝΡ₯½Έ₯Έ)…¬°‰ΥЁё•δ­Ή•ά‰•ΡΡ•ΘΈ)…¬έ…́ͱ••Α₯Ήœ)±•Ν́ё…ΈΡ‘•δέ•Ι”ΈQ‘•δέ½ΙΙ₯•έ‘…Ёё”…Ν”έ½Υ±‘ΌΡΌ)Ρ‘•₯ȁ™Ι₯•ΉΈ ΥЁё”ΡΙ₯…°΅…ɍ‘•½Έ°…Ή₯Ё™•±Π±₯­”•Ω•Ιε½Ή”)₯ΈΡ‘”έ½Ι±έ₯Ρ ₯ΠΈ)™•ά‘…έ…™Ρ•ΘΡ‘”!½±±₯Ή•Ί‰½½­•Ρ‘•₯ȁ₯ΉΡ•ΙΩ₯•ά°Ρ‘”)©ΥΙ䁉•…Έ‘•±₯‰•Ι…Ρ₯½ΉΜΈ%Ё½Ή±δΡ½½¬Ρ‘•΄ΡέΌ‘½ΥΊѼΙΥ±”)₯Έ™…ٽȁ½˜Ρ‘”Α±…₯ΉΡ₯™™ΜΈ)5₯Ι₯…΄½Α•Ή±δέ•ΑЁέ₯Ρ ©½δΈ ½±₯Έ…ΉΡ‘”₯ɱ́‘՝•‘•Θ)…Ή•… ½Ρ‘•ΘμΡ‘”Ι•±₯•˜½ΈΡ‘•₯ȁ™…•Μέ…́½‰Ω₯½ΎѼΡ‘”)Ω₯•έ•Ί…Ё‘½΅”Έ)…¬έ½Ι”„Ν…Ρ₯Ν™₯•Ι₯ΈΈ!”Ν‘½½¬ ½±₯ΈΜ)‘…Ή°…Ή…Ω”‘՝́Ѽ5₯Ι₯…΄°9₯½±”°…Ή ‘Ι₯ΝΡ₯Ή”ΈQ‘”)ΡΙ₯…°έ…́½Ω•Θ…ΉΡ‘•δ‘…έ½Έ„Q‘•δ‰”Ι₯ …́ɕΝձЁѽΌΈ)Q‘”©ΥΙ䁅Ι••Ρ‘…Ё±Α‘„ ₯½Ρ•‘Ή₯…°M½±ΥΡ₯½ΉΜΝ‘½Υ±Α…δ)Ρ‘”!½±±₯Ή•Ί„½΅‰₯Ή•Ρ½Ρ…°½˜€ΤΜΐΈΨ΅₯±±₯½Έ₯Έ‘…΅…•Μ)…Ή±•…°™••ΜΈ)Q‘”!½±±₯Ή•Ί‘₯Ρ‘•₯ȁ₯ΉΡ•ΙΩ₯•άέ₯Ρ €Ψΐ5₯ΉΥΡ•ΜΈMΡ•Ω”) Ι½™Π…Ν­•Ρ‘”™…΅₯±δΕΥ•ΝΡ₯½ΉΜΡ‘…ЁݕɔΑΙ₯΅…Ι₯±δΙ•™±•Ρ₯Ω”)₯ΈΉ…ΡΥΙ”Έ)…¬έ…́…Ν­•„™•ά•Ή•Ι…°±•…°ΕΥ•ΝΡ₯½ΉΜ°‰ΥΠ((