I instantly loved my new office. It had everything I’d asked for, and I couldn't help but smile, relishing the prospect of having my own space to work and think and spread out.
I started off with placing the less-crucial case information in the built-in bookshelf—background information and leads that didn’t go anywhere—and my plan was to put the important papers on the large corkboard that had been added at my request. I wasn’t working for long before a soft knock interrupted my concentration.
"Come in," I called, turning just as Jordan entered, with a smile on her face and a package of Oreos in her hands.
My eyes lit up. "Jordan, you are a saint among sinners," I exclaimed, hopping down from my stepstool and reaching for the package. I’d thought those stories of pregnancy cravings we
