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money from that score was in her pocket.
    Thankfully Jon wasn't nosy. He wouldn't have any reason to go through her clothing. The two hadn't yet joined bank accounts so she could deposit the cash in small amounts.
    Then she'd be done. Finished with her life of crime. The meeting with her face had been cathartic. A chapter had ended and a new one was beginning.
    She opened the door to the apartment to smell something wonderful.
    Jon rushed around the kitchen, in an apron.
    "You cooked," Donna said. She put her briefcase down by the front door.
    "I dabbled and decided I had a hankering for soup so I made it."
    "Smells yummy."
    She'd never been a girl to dream about domestic bliss. Somehow it had found her and she couldn't be happier.
    "Go take off your work clothes and get comfortable. I'll pour you a glass of wine," Jon said.
    She shook her head a grin plastered to her face. "How did I get so lucky?"
    Donning her sweatpants, she wondered, truly, how had she gotten so lucky? She hadn't been looking and Jon fell into her lap.
    Settling herself at the breakfast bar, she sipped her glass of wine. "Soup, huh?"
    "Yes, I love soup."
    "I'm starving so I'm sure I'll love it too."
    He filled a bowl then slid it to her. "Try this."
    She took a spoonful of the most amazing concoction she'd ever tasted. The flavors did a tango on her tongue. "Wow."
    She'd lost count of how many times she said that anymore. Jon slid onto the seat next other, his own steaming bowl in front of him. He took a tentative spoonful then closed his eyes.
    "I did good," he said.
    "Yes, you did."
    "What are your plans for tomorrow night?"
    She searched her brain. Her nights became freer when she decided to give up thieving. "I'm pretty much open."
    "The gallery is open late. Can you come by before closing and we'll have a late dinner out? Then I want to show you something."
    She swallowed a spoonful of soup. "Sounds good. What do you have to show me?"
    "I'll show you when I show you. It can wait until then. Now, we have to set a date."
    ***
    Donna sat in her boss' office a little overwhelmed. He'd been outlining her new job. She didn't grasp all the details, but she would in time.
    "You'll now have five people under you, but if you grow the business, we will give you more," He said.
    Ken Burkman sat behind a large desk in his corner office. He wore a nice suit, but it wasn't a designer nor was it as tailored as Jon's suits were. She smiled inwardly that she noticed that.
    "I've never been a marketing person, how does one grow this business?"
    "Referrals mainly. Usually after tax time. If you've saved your client a bundle of money that person will brag about it. Make sure your clients have your cards."
    "Makes sense."
    Her head spun from all the information her boss had disseminated to her but she wouldn't change it for the world. Tax code excited her. It was constantly changing and only if you kept on top of it, as she did, could you use it to your client's advantage.
    She rubbed her hands together. "I'm psyched about this Ken."
    "I am, too. I know you've always wanted to do more with taxes. I'm glad I can offer you that opportunity. I had no one else in mind when this position came up."
    "Can I bring my admin with me?"
    She couldn't leave Kelly behind when she moved departments. Not only was Kelly her friend, but she was a darn good administrative assistant. Kelly had helped facilitate Donna's success. Which led to this promotion.
    They worked as a team.
    "How committed are you to that?" Ken asked.
    "Completely. She's worked for me from the beginning. I've done well because of her."
    "She isn't considered an executive administrative assistant."
    "Then make her one."
    Ken rubbed his chin. "Do you really think she's up to the job or is it because of your friendship?"
    "Both. She's a great admin and she already knows how I work."
    Ken frowned then nodded. "Okay. She'll get a raise and promotion also. But only if you are sure."
    "Yes, I am."
    Donna walked back to her