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that sunshine kiss my face. The
minute I stepped out the door, my entire body sang. Even through the vehicle
exhaust, I smelled sea salt and flowers.
    Okay, probably, it was my imagination, but
this was a whole different world. Everyone seemed so happy, and they smiled at
me like I was a friend. Or maybe, I still had that goofy grin on my face and
people found it amusing. Whatever, it felt good.
    My phone chimed. Chris, letting me know
he'd pulled up, in a dark blue Rolls-Royce. Oh boy! My first time riding in a
limo. I saw a driver get out of a car and wave at me. As I moved closer, I
realized, it was a woman.
    "Are you Amber?" She popped open
the trunk.
    Not a huge, stretch limo, but impressive
looking anyway. Shiny, sleek, and I could already smell the leather. "Yes,
that's me. You must be Chris."
    She tipped her hat. "I'll be your
driver for your stay at Bay Paradise Resort. Welcome to Florida."
    She grabbed my bags and tossed them in the
trunk like they weighed nothing. Trying not to stare, I checked her out. Though
she wasn't huge, she had muscle under that uniform, and she moved smoothly,
like she was comfortable with her large body.
    "There's a bottle of chilled water
for you, and a choice of fruit and sandwiches."
    I climbed into the car and opened the
small cooler on the floor. "Thank you so much."
    I'd been so excited I didn't even realize
I was starving, until I saw the food. Unwrapping a sandwich labeled
"tuna", I took a few bites. Delicious. I polished off half, took a
sip of water (Evian!), then checked out the interior more closely. The seats
were more comfortable than a couch, and I had to slip off my shoe to run
my foot over the plush carpet. Even through my sock, it felt deliciously soft.
I wanted to peek in all the compartments, but I didn't want Chris to think I
was some kind of nosy, unsophisticated woman who'd never been in a fancy car.
Instead, I leaned forward to talk to her.
    "Chris, how long have you worked at Bay
Paradise Resort?"
    "Three years."
    "Do you like it there?" Kind of
dumb question. She'd be gone if she didn't, right?
    "I love it!" She turned her head
and flashed me a genuine grin. "I started working on the grounds crew,
then laundry, now this. Along with front desk and concierge. I hop around."
    "Are you happy that Cameron
Industries is taking over?" Blunt, but I hoped she would answer me honestly
and not tell me what she thought I wanted to hear.
    "So far. The other company that ran
the place, Mauldin Management, had a lot of issues the past year. Paychecks
late, schedules changed at the last minute. I kept trying to get promoted, but
no one ever listened. As soon as Cameron took over, I got bumped up to driver
and the other positions real quick. Part-time for everything, while I go to
school for my degree in hospitality management."
    From reading the reports, I learned Cameron
Industries acquired the resort three months ago. Since then, they'd sent Toby
Burns, an employee on staff with hotel experience, to be the initial general
manager. Toby did all right, but Nathan wanted more. When Toby requested a transfer
back to the United Kingdom to be with his family, they hired another manager,
who would start at the end of November. In the weeks between, Nathan came down
himself to spend time becoming familiar with the property.
    Bay Paradise Resort was an unusual place.
Not a big hotel, not a small grouping of vacation rentals units. It couldn't exactly
be called a luxury resort, but was a step above the cookie-cutter chain hotels.
More like a boutique hotel. Accommodations consisted of four individual
executive cottages and a two-story building of guest rooms. Nathan wanted to
maintain that boutique environment, but have it run as efficiently and make the
money that the chain hotels did, while keeping the room rates affordable.
    Hearing the happy tone in Chris's voice
cheered me. Reading how well a place ran on paper was one thing. Talking to an
actual employee told the true story. Unless