Monday turned out to be a shitty day. Thomas got up late, having hit the snooze button one too many times, and he needed to make a stop at the Los Angeles Law Library before he went to the office. He’d tried calling Clark on the way but got his voice mail. By the time he finished up at the library and made it to the office, it was nearly eleven.
Rather than go to his own office, he headed straight for Clark’s. He’d had horrible thoughts all morning and all last night. He needed desperately to see his lover.
When he approached Agnes’s desk, he stopped. “Good morning, Agnes. Is Clark in?”
She glanced up from her computer. “Mr. Harrigan, I see you decided to come into the office for your final check. I’ll get it right now.”
“My what?”
“Your final paycheck. You did get my message, didn’t
