I Was Blocked From the Table and Told to “Wait With the Staff”—The Call I Made That Night Ended Everything

looking up at me. His face had lost all color, taking on a waxy tone. “Eviction notice. Forty-eight hours. You’ve gone completely crazy.”

Before I could answer, his cell phone rang shrilly. It was his assistant Sophie.

“Blake, what the hell is going on?” The girl’s voice was hysterical even through the phone. “A notice just came from the board. There’s continue reading …