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Dillon
“Hey, what’s up?” Reardon asked as Laurel and I walked into his office.
I’d called ahead to let him know we were en route, while Laurel was in her shop. Luckily, he’d just finished with a client and was available to speak with us right away. If he thought it strange that Laurel and I were there together, he hid it well.
“Can you look over some paperwork for Laurel? We’re pretty sure her parents turned the flower shop completely over to her, and therefore have no say in what she does with it, but we want to be sure.”
“Of course,” Reardon said, standing and reaching for the folder Laurel held.
She gave it to him and said, “Thank you so much, Rear. I really appreciate it.”
“No problem, do you need it back today?”
Laurel waved her hand slightly and said, “As soon as you can g
