Note: From ###CHAPTER 36 is "Mike pov"

*Next Week*

strolled down the hallway of the company, my black costly shoe clicking quietly on the tiled floor as the tails of my trench coat rustled behind me with each step and taking. I had the earpiece of my glasses between my teeth as I started to remove my sunglasses from my face. In one hand I held the largest cup of coffee that the gas station on my way to work sold, I think it was 20 ounces, but I would have liked it if the cup were ...