“Has anyone ever told you your ability to say so many things with one word is truly uncanny?” I say, pushing past him to enter the small office space.
If I am going to be reprimanded, I don't want any witnesses.
The small space has two regular-sized desks with filing cabinets attached. It has a small kitchenette in the far corner. And an overpowering aroma of lemon fills the space.
“Wow, this place looks great, man!” Dan slaps Tyler on the shoulders. "This place looked like hoarders' heaven last I saw. "
“Still needs some TLC, but it will do for now,” he says, placing his coffee cup in the sink and washing it. “You guys want any coffee?”
“Yes, please.” I slowly approach him to make a cup, and his fingers flutter over my marks.
“Sam…” The pain behind his voice makes my heart skip a
