Page 13 of The Boss: Book 1


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His eyes crinkled at the corners. “Yes, but tinted doesn’t let in all the light that ours does. And it’s far more aesthetically pleasing for those who value their privacy and want something less dark and gloomy. We actually have a satellite office in California just to deal with the crazies out there.”

I tilted my head. “The Hollywood set?”

“Exactly. Add in the protection against UV rays, dirt, and smudges, as well as bulletproofing for those who want that sort of thing.”

My eyebrows shot up.

“Yeah. And I’m not saying that doesn’t exist already, but Blake created glass that can do all of it and be beautiful enough to use for an entire house.”

“Oh.” Well, that explained the billionaire status in a few short years. I’d noticed the non-smudge aspect the day before. “No washing windows?”

He grinned. “Thinking like a consumer.”

“Especially with all the glass in here.”

“Exactly. Most offices have a service come in to keep them looking tidy. Add in the security aspects we use for home and office, and you can see the appeal.” He tapped the button for the elevator. “The first six floors are sales, marketing, security, human resources, research and development—which is where Blake disappears to. So if you ever need him and he’s not in his office, he’s usually on the fifth floor.”

“And the sixth?”

“That’s my domain. Personal security. We’re expanding there, and it’s my specialty.”

“Really?”

“Shocking, I know.”

I laughed. “I don’t know about shocking, but I figured you were sales.”

“There’s a fair amount of that too. Blake is all about the innovation, I make it practical for the civilian sector.”

My eyebrows shot up. Seemed to be a constant facial expression for me today. “Army?”

“Ranger,” he corrected.

“I’m trying to picture that.”

“I hate suits, but I’m used to them. It’s just a uniform without the cool medals.”

The door opened on the executive floor. “So what about the seventh floor?”

“That’s our showcase floor.”

“I thought that was the lobby.”

He grinned. “Well, that definitely shows off our goods, but the seventh floor is even more impressive. Blake will show you around there tomorrow.”

My belly flipped at the thought of Mr. Carson showing me anything. He was…intense. But maybe if I got him alone to talk, he’d be a little more approachable. “So, I just keep him organized? Which he needs. There’s no reason that he should have this much trouble keeping an assistant.”

Jack laughed. “I’ll remind you that you said that tonight.” He showed me to the desk he’d been at the day before. Their system was Macintosh-based, which made sense with the iPads I saw all over the building. Two large monitors were now on the desk, as well as a keyboard, mouse, and mouse pad with the Carson Covenant Inc. logo on it.

“We have closed circuit security here. No other signal will work in here except for ours. So your phone is pretty much a brick until you’re one hundred feet from the building.”

“Whoa.” I took my phone out of my purse and sure enough, it worked just fine, but no signal.

“Don’t worry, we can get calls on the system. Your phone number is there on the little keypad.”

“But everything’s recorded?”

Jack shrugged. “Pretty much, but if there’s an emergency and someone needs to contact you, they can. Do yo

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