Suits Trevor 2021 -

“Trevor Evans. I’m here to see Harvey Specter.”

“A suit.” Trevor unzipped the bag. Inside, nestled on a wire hanger, was a navy Zegna, unworn, tags still attached. “The one Mike stole from you. The one you let him keep. I know you replaced it, but this is the original.” suits trevor

“Mr. Specter doesn’t see people without an appointment.” “Trevor Evans

“Let’s go,” Harvey said, adjusting the collar. “You walk on my left. Don’t speak. And if you ever come near my building again, I will personally make sure you spend the next decade in a cell so small you’ll have to go outside to change your mind.” “The one Mike stole from you

Harvey’s eyes flicked to the bag, then back to Trevor’s face. “You have thirty seconds before I call security. The real kind. Not the lobby kind.”

“Trevor,” Harvey said, just before the gap sealed.

Harvey’s eyebrow twitched—the first crack in the armor.