"No. That's quite enough, I would think. Don't you?" James said it in a flat voice. It was as he thought. The threat of lawyers was no good here. It tied his hands and, unfortunately for Benjamin and anyone else who got in his way, meant he would have to do things on his own, in his own way.
Very well. Now he knew.
"Good day, Mr. Cavanaugh. It's been a pleasure." He smiled then, not cheekily, but not sincerely. It was a reassured smile. Turning to the door, James would show himself out.