Maklus
lawyer
As Atlanta was planning Gorkindachina's rehabilitation, the timber merchant rose from the table. He slapped down a business card, black letters printed on the high-gloss white of imported cardboard.
'My lawyers,' said Gorkindachina, 'Glutus and Maklus.'
'Are we going to sue each other?' said Atlanta, picking up the card. [WoH Ch15]
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