The name Mark Steele is whispered in the backrooms of City Hall and the VIP lounges of the Sunset Strip. He isn't just an attorney; he's a **mercenary in a three-piece suit**. Whether it’s scrubbing a DUI for a senator’s son or navigating the labyrinthine zoning laws for a "private" construction project, Steele ensures the rules remain optional for those with the capital to ignore them.
A Green Beret veteran with the scars to prove it, he carries the air of a man who has seen the worst of humanity and decided to charge it an hourly rate. He operates from the shadows, maintaining a sterile "virtual office" while doing the real work in the leather-bound libraries of his clients' estates.
