Page 809 of End Game

Then the screen.

Then her again.

“Alexis.”

“I know.”

“No, I don’t think you do.”

“I very much do.”

“You don’t have a marketing team.”

“Nope.”

“So interim director means—”

“You.”

My mouth goes dry.

Alexis shifts, getting more comfortable against the mountain of pillows behind her.

“As you know, when I started, Carter was still handling both sales and marketing. There are people who can help you with pieces of things. IT handles web infrastructure. Admin can help with scheduling and logistics. But there isn’t a department full of people I’m handing you.”

“So you’re offering me your actual job.”

“Temporarily.”

“Your actual executive-level job.”

“Yes.”

I sit back. “Holy shit.”

“That was roughly my response when Jeremiah suggested we make it official.”

I look at the document again. “What does official mean?”

“Six months. Interim Director title. You work directly with Carter on sales alignment. Jeremiah has final approval on the broader executive stuff. Ethan approves budget, especially ad spend and anything outside what we’ve already allocated.”

“So three men who are all terrifying in completely different ways.”

“They’re actually pretty easy to work with.”

“You sleep with all of them.”

“That probably does impact my experience.”

I laugh despite the nervous pressure building behind my ribs.

Then I scroll.

And stop.

The number makes absolutely no sense.

I blink and read it again.