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“I have good news,” I say, and tell her the testing is completed.
“That’s great,” she says, still not meeting my eyes. “I’m sure Mr. Chortsky will be pleased.”
Did she wince at the last bit?
What the hell is this about?
“I’m ready for other projects now,” I say. “Do you have anything interesting for me to test?”
She finally looks at me. “This is a little sudden. Let me have a think, and I’ll get back to you.”
Okay. I guess I did ambush her with being done with this project so quickly. Still, I can’t help but feel she’s behaving oddly.
“How are things with you in general?” I ask.
Maybe something is up with her health?
She stands up. “Everything’s great. I have another meeting, though, so I better run.”
Okay, whatever.
I wait for her to leave and check the time.
Still a few minutes before my meeting with Mike.
Going to the pantry, I make tea, wondering the entire time if Vlad is going to catch me here again.
Or rather, hoping he does.
Nope. Tea finished, with no Vlad in sight.
I get to the meeting room early and sip another cup of tea as I check for new messages from Phantom. If Mike turns out to be my mystery mentor, it would be polite to be up to speed on his wisdom.
Turns out Phantom was too busy to write.
Oh, well. Maybe like me, he had a busy Monday.
I pull out the work phone to check my email, but before I do, the meeting room door opens, and Butt-Head—I mean, Mike—waltzes in.
With a wide grin, he passes by a dozen chairs before plopping into the one right next to me.
Is everyone acting weird today, or is something up with me?
“Where’s your laptop?” I put my phone down on the table. “I didn’t bring mine.”
“Laptop?” He gapes at me like I’ve sprouted a pink mohawk.
I eye him in confusion. “Don’t we need a screen to look at code?”
He slides the chair closer to me. “Actually, I have a confession to make. It wasn’t code I wanted to talk to you about.”
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
I shift my chair away. “What then?”
He leans in, and I can smell stale coffee and even staler garlic on his breath. “Rumor has it, you’re using the guys around the office to test sex toys—and I want to throw my name in the hat.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
