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coming up on my laptop screen. Technically, it was Alexa's chair but since she wasn't using it, I had claimed it and her office as my own for the evening. If I was forced to stay late to do her job, I might as well be comfortable in her office doing it. I had my laptop set up with notepad and pen as I searched for information on the individuals involved in the Preston case.
    The case centered around a workplace accident and the plaintiff was suing our client for millions. He had been injured by company machinery and was suing Preston Corp for enough money to buy a small island. Alexa had done the crappiest job ever looking up the backgrounds of both parties. She had copied the Preston Corp information from Wikipedia and then barely checked the plaintiff's myFace page, let alone looked through his pictures or even found his blog. As I added pages upon pages of missed information to the file, I had to wonder just how the hell Alexa had ever gotten hired.
    I clicked on one of the plaintiff's friends and starting going through his pictures. What I found made me sit straight up in the squeaky chair. My stomach grumbled, but I didn't pay it any attention. I'd have that granola bar soon enough, but I wasn't interested in eating at the moment. It was very possible that I had just found something that would give our firm the slam-dunk on the Preston case.
    Staring at me from the computer screen was the plaintiff hanging upside down from a piece of machinery. He wasn't tagged, but the picture was set to public. Anyone could view it. I clicked on the next picture to see him jumping off the roof of one of the fork lifts. The date on the picture matched the plaintiff's injury date.
    Grinning, I started printing and saving the pictures as fast as I could. The key to the entire case had been under Alexa's nose the entire time. It had taken a little digging, but she should have found this. Millions of dollars and lots of bad publicity was on the line for our client and I had just found the evidence that would save them from all of it.
    “See if Alexa blocks my raise this time,” I said smugly to myself. I couldn't wait to see Calvin's face when I handed him this.
    “So, you won your big case, did you?” Darcie asked, stepping through the open door of the office. I had left it propped open this time, hoping a little that maybe Aiden would find a reason to come back. Darcie wasn't Aiden, but she was a decent alternative.
    I didn't look up from the computer as I clicked, saved, and printed the pictures. “Yup. I totally did.” I was busted. She knew I had no big cases to win.
    “And which case was that?” Darcie leaned against the door frame, false innocence coming off her in waves.
    “The big one, obviously.”
    I could feel her roll her eyes at me. “You have so many big cases, I'm not sure which one you mean.”
    I stopped typing and looked up at her. “The one where an incredibly hot guy asked why I was going out to celebrate, and I didn't have the guts to tell him that I was supposed to go have dinner to celebrate the raise I didn't get.” I shrugged to try and brush away the hurt. “Winning a case just sounded better.”
    “You didn't get the raise?” Righteous indignation filled her voice and it made me feel just a little bit better to know I wasn't the only one upset by it. “But you earned it! You put in more hours here than some of the attorneys!”
    “I know.” I smiled bitterly. “Remind me to thank Alexa later.”
    “Alexa gave you a bad review?” Darcie stomped over to the desk. I was slightly afraid she was going to pick up Alexa's stapler and throw it. “After all you've done for her?”
    I plastered the biggest, most sarcastic grin I could muster and gave her two big thumbs up. “I have the greatest boss ever!” I didn't hold the smile long. “At least Louisa was still able to use the reservations. She went with her boyfriend instead.”
    “How is your sister?” Darcie asked, clearing a small corner of