Withstanding the Odds

to leave early, requesting time off for her godforsaken wedding, it’s all pushed me in the direction of replacing Bethany. I won’t, not i

an I have made it into the enterprise it is today. At just thirty years old, I am the

ts nearing nine pm. Shutting down my computer and grabbing my phone, and wallet, I leave my office and head for the elevator. I spot Bethany still at

all your work here is done.” I turn and head f

y is that of a bull unchained and agitated, I won’t let anything

nel is standing beside the SUV with the rear passenger door open and waiting on me. I c

evenin

and then we need to discuss the next few

s S

ugh I do not live far from my company, this is New

y-five stories, Rand by my side and continue sending my messages. The elevator dings and I step out

corporation at eight and we cannot be late. I also need a reservation for lunch aro

e my way through the house, heading right for the kitchen as

tudy and sit down beside the already lit fireplace. This is by far the most peaceful room in the

ice it’s a message from Cassandra. I groan when I see her message is reply

oesn’t ofte

needed me urgently and that unfort

he rest of the scotch in my tumbler. Counting to ten I take

tion to attend where the mayor of New York is awar

kitchen, then walk upstairs and head to bed. I expect Cassandra to s