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“Who hired you? Taron? He’s the only one who could get aith so like that”

“Ah, yeah” The walk sign appears, and I hustle across the four-lane street “I intervieith Taron Rhodes and Jerry Buckingham”

“Hmm…” Her skepticism fans my nerves

“What?”

“You’ll really have to be on your toes, then If he didn’t pick you, he’ll be looking to get rid of you”

“Why?” Panic spreads into my chest

“It’s just how he is He likes to be in control”

“So what do I do? You worked here” I push through the glass doors of Fletcher International, Inc, fresh out of Vanderbilt’s Owen Grad School with a shiny new MBA

Just like raduated in the Top Ten in my class, and as such, I landed intervieith the top firo or Dallas, butpoint, a real feather in ood recommendation I assume this Patton Fletcher knows every CEO in the country… or his dad did

When I searched Fletcher International, I found pages of articles on George Fletcher, not so much on his son

“Don’t let hihtful “I couldn’t tell if he did it on purpose or if it’s just his personality…”

“How do I do that? He’s the boss”

I wonder if she hts flicker back to when Renée started as an accounting intern at FII She seeazine’s “Thirty under Thirty” rising stars in local business

She passed the CPA exarid

She stopped answering her phone, and when I called the office, a woman said she didn’t work here anymore I had to leave campus in the middle of exams, catch a city bus across town to her low-rent apartment in East Nashville, where it looked like she hadn’t left her bed for days