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"Mr Archer?" Simon called as he opened the door

I was strangely relieved As irritated as I was by the interruption, I couldn't letinto Si down a rabbit hole of memories

Eye on the prize, Jude

I allowedsun that was painting the ard-facing buildings in a fiery glow of orange How had I even otten dark?

"Mr Archer?" Simon whispered He sounded like he was about to cry It was just further proof that the sun had set on Si Mondaythe drive across the river to Hoboken to throhatever dollar aive up her drea a stay-at-home mom and come back to work for me Hell, I'd hire a tribe of childcare people to follow her all around the office with her new baby in tow if it meant I could have some sense of normalcy back I was literally at a crossroads indown aroundwith me

"What?" I bit out even as I began running the numbers in my head If I had to pay my former assistant out of ure out what her nuht You just had to knohat their price was Getting actual assistance from my assistant was a return on invest to spend on

"He's, um, still here," Si came I pushed my chair around

"Who is still here, Mr Dell?" I practically shouted I reached for the handset of my office phone so I could rain down holy fire on whatever unfortunate soul in human resources picked up on the other end

I was in the process of dialing when Simon blurted, "Mr Falcon!"

I wasn't sure as more surprised by his outburst, him or uht" and looked at a crumpled business card that had been one "Mr Falkov"

"Who?" I asked

Si the naain

"Why is he here?" I growled before he could finish

My assistant's eyes ide "Uo check—"