"Find every call we've gotten over the past two years about slip-and-fall injuries and vehicle damage—all the ones we rejected due to 'insufficient evidence' or 'governmental immunity'!"
"Call those clients!"
"Tell them the good news is here! The Mayor is handing out cash!"
"We need to snatch up all these cases before the other law firms do!"
The same scene was playing out in law firms big and small all across Pittsburgh.
The phone lines began to run hot.
Fax machines began to shriek.
Meanwhile, inside City Hall.
Thomas Moretti was sitting in his office, enjoying his afternoon tea.
He was in a very good mood.
Those four thousand applications had been sealed away in the basement, and the so-called "verification team" had begun their work at a snail's pace.
Leo Wallace's offensive had been defused. 'That young Mayor must be fuming in his office right now, throwing a fit of impotent rage.'
Just then, the office door was flung open.
