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“What? No, they’re not.”
He whips around. “Are you challenging me?”
Kind of. “They’re not wrong.”
“They are. Redo them.” He picks up the pile of reports and throws them on the worktable. A few slide off onto the floor. It takes everything in me not to pick one up and whip it at his face.
“Of course,Mr. Monroe. Whatever you wish,” I say, my tone dripping with sarcasm. I place his coffee on the table and pick up the reports. Then I dump them in the trash. I pull out his agenda and take a seat. “Ready to go over your agenda?”
“Yes, forty minutes ago.”
His ticking jaw says he wants to throttle me instead.
“Great.” I ignore his jab. “You have a ten o’clock call with Stevens Manufacturing, lunch in the office with Brad Well—”
“Cancel that.”
“Done. One o’clock with the Shilling Group in the conference room—”
“Why were you late?”
“I told you. And a four o’clock meeting marked private.” I close my binder and stand. “If there isn’t anything else, I’ll get started on those reports.” He looks like he has a lot more to say. Or yell, to be exact, because his eyes blaze with fury. “Okay, great.” I leave to escape his wrath.
When I shut his door, I let out a huge breath.
“That’s the face of someone who looks defeated.” I pull my attention to the annoying voice of Julie.
“Why would you say that?” I push off his door. “Can I help you with something, Julie?”
“Not you.” She walks past me to Theo’s door.
“He’s actually really busy and doesn’t want to be disturbed.”
She waves me off. “I’m sure he’ll make an exception for me.”
“Yeah, probably not. He specifically asked not to be disturbed.”
Her dainty shoulders shrug, and she knocks on his door. “I guess we’ll find out.”
“What?” Theo snaps from inside his office.
She turns to me with a smug smile. “Wish me luck.” Then she opens the door and shuts it behind her.
“Wish me luck,” I mimic under my breath. God, why does she irk me so bad? I need to focus on getting my life back on track. Tonight could be a huge opportunity for me. I miss cooking. I want to rewind life to that day and the things I would have done differently. Maybe I would have seen the signs. I shake my head and sit down. Focus on the future. Soon, I’ll be out of here and back where I belong.
I pull up the Callahan file on my computer and read the report. Nothing out of place catches my eye. “Seriously, you arrogant ass-wipe?”
From: [email protected]
Subject: Callahan report
Mr. Monroe,
As stated, I see ZERO issues with this report.
Thanks,
