"I want the Steele, Twin and Johnson files," I bark as I exit the elevator. Carrie jumps up from her desk and does as I ask.
I toss my full cup of coffee into the trashcan next to Katie's desk. She hands me a mug of coffee she made me. "I don't know how that place stays in business. The coffee is disgusting."
"Maybe because you stopped their eviction?"
I grunt at the reminder. The Smith law firm takes up the top three floors of the building. The other floors are rented out to different business. The bottom lobby is where the coffee shop is. They were months behind in rent so I started the eviction process. That was until the day I saw Savannah in there. Instantly everything was put on hold, and I began drinking shitty coffee every day just to get close to my ray of sunshine.
"How is sh
