7 - Auction NightSean My jaw clenched, and I slammed the file on my office table, making my colleague and secretary jumpy. Even after a morning workout, my neck, shoulders, and arms were still tense. Massaging my temple, I tried to relax. “What got your panties in a twist?” Derek asked, going through a superhero comic book. It was one of my favorites and that collection was special and cost me around fifty grand. “Nothing,” I lied, leaning back in my chair and rolling up the sleeves of my shirt. “Do we have anymore client meetings?” I asked Paige, our very pregnant secretary, who never took my shit and kept me in check. “Sean, you have that small landlord case on your desk, and Derek, you have a meeting at three to meet the dermatologist who filed a divorce. The one with pink hair.”“I’m on it, ma’am,” he said, keeping the comic book on the desk before standing up and looking at me.I eyed the file and stared at her, almost pouting. “Do I really have to?”She shrugged, waddling
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