CHAPTER 21
It was three o'clock when I finally made it to the office. I was ashamed to admit that my only billable time for the day had been a brief court appearance in the morning. I was so good at slacking off I could teach a class. Fortunately, there was still time to do some work--as long as nobody interrupted me. After shedding my jacket and kicking off my shoes, I shut the door, grabbed a cold drink from the breakroom fridge and picked up the closest file. I wiggled my grateful toes in the soft carpet and began to prep for mediation. I was just starting my notes when the intercom buzzed. I'd forgotten to tell the receptionist I didn't want to be disturbed.
"Yes, Nicole?"
"Hey Jamie, a delivery guy's been calling for you all day and he's on the phone again."
I wasn't expecting any
