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that must have been made for him. From his dark hair to the toes of his polished shoes, he looked exactly like a brilliant entrepreneur come to conquer.
    "You look good," she said, and he rewarded her with a brilliant smile.
    "Thank you," he responded. "When we hit the ground, talk to Marisol, who will be meeting us. She'll get you to your new apartment, and if you have any questions about getting the things that you need, she's the one that you need to talk to."
    For some reason, she was oddly disappointed that they were parting ways at the airport. Then Heidi wondered why in the world that would disappoint her. She was a brand new hire, and he was the company's CEO. Why in the world would they ever see each other? The private jet ride and limo trip were the exception, not the rule, and she sternly told herself to stay on task and not to expect too much.
    "Thank you so much," she said. "For everything."
    "Think nothing of it," he said, checking his phone.
    That stung a little, and as she gathered her things for touchdown, she figured out why. The limo ride, the jet plane, even the things he said, they were all an enormous deal for her. They were signs that she really had made it out of the poverty of her childhood and the fears of her youth. They were so important that if she thought about it too much, she might start to cry.
    To him, they were nothing.
    When they made it to the ground, Marisol was there to greet them. Marisol turned out to be a tall woman with gleaming dark skin and an aureole of lighter natural hair that made her look like she had a halo. She was dressed in bold red, making Heidi feel a bit like an ugly duckling, but she welcomed Heidi with enormous warmth.
    "Welcome to Athens!" she said happily. "If you come with me, we can take care of getting your papers in order and making sure that everything is arranged properly."
    The next few minutes were a whirl of activity, and by the time Marisol was done, Heidi felt more than a little overwhelmed. Marisol assured her that it was all normal, that in just a few days, she would find her feet.
    Marisol was apparently driving her to her new apartment, and as they got into Marisol's elegant Citroen, a sleek red sports car pulled out of the airport parking lot ahead of them.
    "And there goes the big man," said Marisol. "He does love that car."
    Heidi was sure that the car was gorgeous, but what captured her attention was the brunette in the seat next to him. Her olive skin was displayed beautifully by her low-cut white sundress, and her deep chestnut hair whipped behind her in perfect waves. Her mouth was open in a laugh, and before the car disappeared, Heidi saw her lean close and drop a kiss on Jaque's cheek.
    "Oh," Heidi stuttered. "I didn't know that Jaque was married …"
    Marisol chuckled, pulling out into traffic at a slightly more moderate pace. "Oh, you are new. No, the boss isn't married. He does like his female companionship, though. That's his latest. She's a model from Italy, but she's here for school."
    Beauty and brains , Heidi found herself thinking. How can I compete?
    She shook herself. She wasn't competing. She wasn't even playing the game.
    Marisol glanced at her with a curious expression as they drove. "Are you here on your own?" she asked. "Not importing a boyfriend or a husband with you, or god forbid, doing the long distance thing?"
    Heidi shook her head, wondering if she should be embarrassed. At twenty-four, her life had had precious little space for romance, and as she had told Olga not all that long ago, what she had tried hadn't been very impressive.
    "That's good, then."
    "Because LaMer Enterprises isn't going to leave me much time for someone important?"
    "Hmm? Oh, no, not at all, honey. The truth is that you are in Athens now, one of the most ancient cities in the world that also happens to be among the most modern. Things happen here in a way that I never see them happen anywhere else. The truth is that when it comes right down to it,