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There’s a star-and-wings tattoo on the inside of his forearm.
“Air Force?” I smile and stretch out my hand, which the guy studies with slight surprise for a brief second before shaking it. “Yes, ma’am.”
Archer swipes a curious glance at me. “Miss Ortiz is with us for a short while. And working closely with me.” He punctuatesclosely. “Slate is my personal security. His number is in your phone. Should you need help.”
“Will I?” I cock a brow.
“Next building.” Archer blinks away and leads me out.
The lab center is about the same size, though I don’t see the actual lab part of it, because we walk into the office section, with dozens of desks and people.
A Barbie with pink hair over her shoulder and long legs below the too-short blue strap dress, clacks on her high heels toward us.
She casts a condescending glance down my Ayana outfit. “Archer, Amir just got off the phone with Mr. Kishida. He wants to talk to you.”
“Margot, this is Katura,” Archer introduces us.
“Service staff?”
Bitch.
Archer smiles.
Fucker.
“Actually, she is working here for a short while.”
The Pink Medusa arches a brow in my direction. “Doing what exactly?”
“Research. She’ll take that front desk.”
It’s right where every single person can see me. And…
“That’s my office.” Archer nods toward the floor-to-ceiling glass windows only twenty feet from it, which hides a small office.
“What research would that be?” The Pink Medusa’s hand is on her hip like I interrupted her day. Her hair is an expensive shade of pink, no roots visible, like she was born this way, with designer clothes and manicured nails. Another product of a fat bank account.
“She’s gonna look into the security employee files,” Archer explains.
“Her?” She drops another glance at my outfit. “Right after a Mud Run?”
She’s gonna drown, I swear—in a toilet bowl—if she continues in this manner.
Archer motions again to someone, and a girl with a dark-pixie haircut and a summer suit comes over. One of his assistants, I assume.
“April, help Miss Ortiz get situated. Show her what’s where. She’s not working today, but get HR to get her settled with an Ayana account. I talked to them already.”
When?
I catch the Pink Medusa studying me with suspicion and arch a brow at her.
“Later,” Archer says.
The Pink Medusa rolls her eyes as she turns to follow him into his office.
I don’t yet know if she is screwing him, but I can tell she’s gonna be a nightmare.
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