17

"I can meet you at the Starbucks near your house in thirty minutes," I tell my brother over the phone.  

"Sounds good," my brother replies, "I'll see you in a bit."  

"Bye Blake," I say as I sign the bottom of a paper.  

We hang up and I stack the papers on my desk into the folder. I buzz Isabelle into my office and she quickly comes in. "Yes Ms. Harrison?"  

"Cancel my meeting at one thirty today," I tell her, "we'll reschedule it for tomorrow at ten."  

"I can do that," she smiles and leaves my office. I put the folder on the corner of my desk and grab my phone. I shove it into my purse before I sling my purse over my shoulder. My key lanyard is handing around my neck and I head down to the parking deck.  

I pull into Starbuck's parking lot and find a spot quickly. Blake's car is already parked so I'm guessing he is already sitting at a table inside. Once my car is parked I get out and lock it behind me