I’m just about finished with the fourth file out of the seven left when the sharp vibration of my phone snaps me out of my concentration. The ringtone cuts through the quiet office like a scalpel. Instinctively—almost embarrassingly—I lunge for it, already expecting to see Jessie’s name lighting up the screen.I practically yank the phone from my pocket, right in front of my client—Mrs. or, as she’s insisted since last week, Ms. Fowler.Great. Real professional, Lincoln.“I’ll be just a moment, Ms. Fowler,” I say, already rising from my chair. She gives me a thin smile, the kind that says both take your time and I’m judging you just a little. I step out into the hallway, letting the office door click shut behind me.I’d be more concerned if I weren’t aware of Ms. Fowler’s infatuation with me. Not only was it uncalled for but it also offered me leverage to do as I please.Sure, it looked unprofessional—but in a twisted way, it helped my case. Once I get those framed pictures of Jessie
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