Colleen had to take two days off work. When she came back, there was a box of chocolates on her chair, tied with a white ribbon. The note was in familiar handwriting. Mrs. James – sorry to hear you've been sick. I know you stayed up all night getting the Jackson papers ready. I hope that wasn't the cause! Thanks for going above-and-beyond – Mr. McCoy.

Colleen didn't look up to see if Dan was watching her read the note. She crumpled it up and tossed it in the bin, then broke the seal on the chocolates. "Erin, would you like one? Tanya? Amelia?"

By the time she'd offered the chocolates around to all the secretaries and paralegals, only one was left.

She bit into it without checking the chart to see what kind it was. Caramel. Colleen hated caramel.

She ate it anyway, and tried not to find it symbolic.