There’s only one thing I hated more than Monday mornings, and that was a mound of paperwork first thing to start off my day. That thought only solidified when I heard a knock on my office door right before it swung open with Shelly, our office secretary, standing in the doorway.

“Morning,” she greeted, coming over to slap down a pile of folders onto my desk, drawing a groan out of me. “These just came in.”

I ...