CHAPTER 16
Kennedy followed O’Brien to a couch just outside the boardroom. “So now we wait?” she asked.
He nodded. “Now we wait.”
She wanted to tell him something. Thank him maybe for the way he’d stood up for her, but she wasn’t sure how to word it. She’d never really considered herself that articulate of an individual. She got good grades on her papers for her literature classes, but most of that had to do with knowing what kind of style and wording her professors expected from her. She’d never done anything like write a column for the paper before, and after today she was certain she wouldn’t repeat the same mistake and try it again.
She glanced at the time and wondered if she should call Willow. Ask if there was any news about Carl. But of course, she didn’t have her phone with her
