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Quick and efficient

“Thank you…” I glance at her nameplate “Miss Smith”

If she notices ht nod, obviously pleased bywith herself, before lowering her voice “Don’t ask for the cappuccino”

I blink at the sudden change from polite receptionist to this narrow-eyed one who looks as if she’s whispering company secrets

When I raise a brow, she hurriedly says, “Trust me”

Regarding her for a

The walk to the elevator is short, ht

The huht disorientationstill not having subsided

The seventh floor hufro out of the elevator, I glance around There’s a wide expanse of floor divided into two parts, within the center One side has been divided into several offices with glass doors Opposite are rows and rows of cubicles, where people are hunched over their computers, strain on their faces The other side has roo harried looks

The at for the axe to fall

A hushed silence falls as my presence is noted Nobody bothers to hide the dread on their faces My gaze settles sharply on a ainst the desk of a pretty blonde, who is flirting in return They’re the only ones who haven’t registered my arrival

However, that soon changes The wolances over in my direction The flare of interest in her eyes has theover

He promptly freezes