Harvey Specter tiptoed his way across the dimly lit streets trying to avoid the drunkards and the homeless men who had passed out on the side of the road. He was in a shady neighbourhood filled with vicious gangs and drug dealers, so he was naturally uneasy. Occasionally passing glances to his left and right, he feared they would skin him alive. His three-piece suit after all was probably more expensive than the second hand cars people drove in the side of town.
Not to say that Harvey didn’t love danger, because he lived for risks. He liked to live big and hated when things were boring. But he was in a part of town he didn’t particularly care for, doing pro-bono of all the things and against Jessica Pearson’s orders for that matter. He was going rogue on this one. He entered the diner and motioned towards the man behind the counter.
“Is Caroline Channing here?” He asked. Surveying the quaint diner which in its prime could have been the place to be, but was now shabby and rundown.
“Not another lawyer? That girl has been through enough already. She has nothing to offer you empty suit. Just leave her alone. For God’s sake…” The old man said agitatedly.
“Personally, I’d be offended about that empty suits comment, but your taste in music is exquisite. Is that Charles Brandley &Menahan Street Band? I’m Harvey, an old friend of Caroline’s” Harvey replied.
“Brother from another mother! The name is Earl. Now, I know you didn’t come here just to talk music...”
“Harvey! Harvey Specter!” Caroline shrieked with excitement interrupting Earl as she hugged the man.
“Caroline, how have you been?” Harvey asked genuinely interested to know if she was doing okay. The sincerity in his voice could not be mistaken for false sympathy. Caroline was an expert on phony sentiments being at the receiving end countless of times after the news about her father’s Ponzi scheme broke.
“I was miserable, Harvey.” She sighed hugging her old friend once more. “Everyone in New York shunned me. I lost my high profile career, relationship and fortune. I had no one to turn to and nowhere to go. “
“But you’re doing better now, ‘was’ being the operative word.” Harvey gazed directly into her big blue eyes trying to read her. Caroline motioned to one of the empty booths.
“Why are you here Harvey?” She asked. She wasn’t expecting for him to make an appearance seeing as it had been more than a year since the scandal broke and she assumed that he didn’t care because he was Harvey Specter, the man whose motto was not about caring, but about winning.
Harvey would never admit to anyone that he cared, but he had a heart and he was not as callous as people made him out to be. Emotions just didn’t fit into his life right now and the direction he was propelling to.
“I wanted to see you so many times, but I couldn’t knowing how negatively our ties would impact the firm, “ he explained. “Jessica adviced me to wait until everything blew over, but I just couldn’t. I needed to see you.” Harvey continued.
“My dad is in prison, Harvey and the worst part is that he’s innocent. They placed an innocent man in jail.” She cried.
“Do you have any proof that he’s innocent?” He asked.
“I know he is Harvey, I saw it in his eyes the last time I visited him at the state penitentiary, ” she said looking directly at him trying to appeal to him as a human being.
At this point he scooted next to her and placed his arm around her trying to console her. The words of the daughter of a man perceived to be a criminal would never hold up in court without evidence, so that was all he could do at the moment.
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