He read and re-read the grim message unsure of the emotions that were welling up inside. He felt a solitary tear flow down his left cheek as feelings of concern, fear, dismay and anger roiled in his mind.
Nelson Platt was Adam’s attorney when he suffered from what was diagnosed as spontaneous dementia, Adam’s sudden irrationality and violence, requiring restraint. His son hired a team of specialists who ran four days of intensive tests on his father and concluded that the neural damage to Adam Hampton’s brain was irreversible. This would prove to be damning evidence if he could arrange for another competency hearing.
Adam Hampton III had a team of specialists testify that they had never observed such a rapid deterioration in an individual, especially one that was previously involved in a multitude of mentally stimulating activity. They concluded that Adam Hampton II, due to mental deficiency, was incapable of managing his personal affairs or of discharging the duties of CEO of Hampton Industries. Nelson also had a panel of experts review the test results. They concurred that the prognosis for Adam was a lifetime of monitored care. With proper treatment, consisting of the latest drugs, they predicted that Adam would live anywhere from ten to twenty additional years without any hope of reversing the neural damage. His son presented, to the court, his plan to provide the best of care for his father.
At the time, Nelson accepted the inevitability of his client’s fate. Reluctantly, he acceded to Adam Hampton III’s request to be named as guardian of his father’s estate. The petition outlined elaborate plans to renovate Hampton Manor to provide a protected environment for his father. He was convinced that it was the solution at the time.
Adam Hampton II’s majority ownership of Hampton Industries was adjudicated independently from his personal affairs. In a separate decree, Adam Hampton II was found to be mentally incompetent to continue as CEO and Adam Hampton III, then Senior Vice-President of Operations was named to operate the enterprise as acting CEO and has been at the helm of Hampton Industries since that day. The company has prospered under his leadership, restoring the prestige that was Hampton Industries’ during its glory days.
Immediately upon securing the judgments, Adam’s son fired Platt and cut him off from any contact with his father; even going as far as to threaten him with disbarment if he attempted to make any contact with his father. In retrospect, Nelson realized that a red flag should have been raised when Adam III shut his father off from all contact with the outside world.
That was water under the bridge. Nelson had to base his decisions on what was in the best interests of his client, now.
He dialed the number of Michael Dennison, the senior partner at his old firm, Dennison, Platt and Stevens of New Haven, Connecticut.
“Mike, Nelson, here.”
“Nel, it’s so great hearing from you. How’s retirement suiting you?”
“So far so good. Look, Mike, I’m going to need a favor from you.”
“Ask and it’s yours.”
“I need to comeback for one more case; something I left undone.”
“Tell me what I can do.”
Platt spent the next few minutes bringing Michael up to date with Adam’s situation.
“I think I understand. What do you want me to do?
“Set up some space for me. Any corner will do. I’ll need a phone, access to a computer and a para-legal that’s familiar with competency cases.”
“That’s easy. I have an empty office. I’ll have it set up in about an hour. Anything else I can do?”
“Yes there is. Time is precious in this case. I need to get a hearing set up for Adam in the next two days and I want to get him out of Hampton Manor immediately and under the care of a court sanctioned medical facility. I don’t trust his son. If he gets wind of his father asking for a competency hearing, there is no telling what he might do. Changes in his medicine got him out of his dementia, it could just as easily put him right back in. He needs to be at a neutral facility. Please do what you can to make this happen.”
“I’ll see what I can do. I know a few judges that are sympathetic to situations such as this. Familial abuse is very common today. It will probably take me a few days, though.”
“Do the best you can. I’m on my way over there now. If you need to contact me, call on my cell phone.”
Nelson was within a mile of the office when he heard from Dennison.
“Yeah, Mike, what have you got for me?”
“Not good news, Nel. The docket for competency cases is full for at least two weeks. I stressed the urgency, but I was told they were all urgent. The supervising judge was implacable on the matter.”
“Damn, I was afraid of that. How about getting him out of Hampton Manor? We need to protect him from any harm while we’re waiting.”
“He also told me that the court would need more than your scrap of paper to take him out of his house. They certified the facility at the time Adam was released from the hospital. There is no viable evidence that his care has deteriorated, quite the contrary from what you tell me. They take all that into consideration in cases like this. You’re just going to have to keep your fingers crossed.”
“I know your right, Mike, but I can’t just sit idly by while he might be in danger. Please keep searching for a case we can use as a precedent.”
“You don’t have any choice. If you try to intervene before the court is ready to act you will put him into the jeopardy that you’re trying to save him from. In the meantime I’ll try a few more contacts. I have Bert Jenkins checking for any precedents we can use to skirt the waiting list. I’ve assigned him to assist you. I’m sorry I can’t do any more than that right now.
“I know you’re doing your best. I’m pretty sure that Hampton doesn’t suspect anything. Adam and I put on a good show for him. I just hope that there is enough time for us to get him out of there once his son finds out what we’re up to. He’s got a lot to lose if we’re successful. I can’t shake the feeling that he’ll stop at nothing to prevent us from succeeding.”
“We’ll just have to risk that.”
Chapter 35
The Assassin looked at his pager. Neil Gilbert’s number was displayed on the screen. He dialed the number and waited.
“Neil, what have you got for me?”
“I’ve got what you’ve been waiting for. They’re having a meeting tomorrow night at eight-thirty. I overheard my supervisor John making arrangements to shut down the security cameras and audio. They don’t do that very often. He also check with me to be sure that I would be able to work. He said he would not honor any requests for shift changes. I told him that it wasn’t a problem. I hope that was okay. I thought you might prefer to have me on site when things go down. That way I can help in case there are any last minute changes.”
The Assassin smiled as he realized how fortuitous it was that the only link to him would be in the center of the conflagration.
“That’s fine Neil. I appreciate the extra effort on your part. If everything goes well there’ll be a bonus in it for you. You said that the two will be meeting in the West Wing at 8:30 tomorrow night. Are you absolutely certain of time and location?”
“Yes, sir. I even checked the time log to be sure.”