undercover and investigating Ron, but I’m really glad he was. Colin and his brother, Jude, were instrumental in getting Becca back.
“Hey, you’re not still giving that prick any of your energy, are you? He’s in prison, where he belongs. I’m sure he’s getting what he has coming to him, and he’s a novelty without a nutsack,” Christin cracks up and successfully lightens the mood.
“No, I’m not going to think about that anymore. It’s over, I survived, I’ve got a wonderful man who loves me, and two of the best friends a girl could ever dream of. It’s all good,” Becca smiles, wipes her eyes and takes a sip of her coffee.
We spend the rest of our time together talking about how to deal with Becca’s mom and Christin’s lack of a love life. After lunch, I give the girls each a big hug and head back to the office. I can’t wait to be done with this shit hole and on my own.
Once I’m back behind my desk, I get started on replying to emails. There’s the usual request for a system check, a couple of work orders that I pass on to the techs, and one for a free vacation if I take their survey. This is what I hate about this job, other than the crazy bitch boss. I spend more time sorting through emails than actually doing what I’m trained to do. I should hack someone just to get out of this rut. Maybe I can get into Lindsey’s cell phone and do something fun, like post her selfies on the company website or change her ringtone to the Joker from Batman. I’m writing out some code when my phone rings. The caller ID indicates that it’s my attorney’s office.
“This is Stephanie,” I answer.
“Stephanie, it’s Kate Morris. Do you have a minute to talk?”
“Sure, Kate. Let me shut my door.” I walk quickly to close and lock the door before picking the phone back up.
“What’s going on Kate? I thought we had an appointment on Thursday?” It always makes me nervous when things don’t go according to plan. I like everything to be in order and make sense.
“We do, but I’d like to move it up to today. Something’s come up, and I think we need to file your paperwork as soon as possible.” She doesn’t give anything away in her tone of voice.
“Okay,” I draw the word out hoping she’ll interrupt me, but she doesn’t. “You’re making me really nervous here. I can come by at four, which is probably the earliest I can escape this place.”
“No need to be nervous, this is a good thing, but we need to talk in person. I’ll make sure that the receptionist knows you’ll be here. I’ll see you later,” she says and hangs up without giving me a chance to respond. Well, I guess things are going to be changing sooner than I thought. This is a good thing, right?
25 days ago
T he meeting yesterday went well, despite all the ribbing I took for being late. Good thing I’m the boss, I guess.
“Can we talk in private?” my brother Jason asks as I get off the elevator.
“Good morning to you too,” I say sarcastically. He gives me a death stare in response.
“Sure, stop by my office in five,” I reply looking him in the eye. I’m trying to get a read on his emotions, but he’s hiding everything behind a blank façade.
Joe is outside my office, leaning on Simone’s counter, flirting like always. It’s quite a sight to see his six-foot frame bent over her low counter. Joe isn’t the smallest of my brothers, but he’s not quite as tall or big as me either. Well, none of them are.
“You know there’s a policy against fraternizing with co-workers, right, Joe? Leave her alone and let her do her job,” I say in an amused voice. I know that Joe has a little crush on Simone, but he’d never jeopardize the company for his dick. At least I hope he wouldn’t.
I walk past him and open the door to my private space. This is my haven with the cherry wood wrap around desk, big leather chair custom built to fit my big frame, comfortable seating area, and windows on two walls giving