CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Chapter 27: Galene @ 0.6x nhs
The next day, Galene went to work.
She felt tired. They had gone home early enough from their date, but she was kept up all night by girly thoughts and squeals of joy.
She waddled in the IT room and went to the kitchenette.
“Gal!” her boss yelled.
Heresy. He had violated the holy pentalepto, the amount of time at the beginning of work that nobody, no matter how high up the corporate ladder, could order you to do something.
“What?” she groaned and shuffled to his door.
“You’re assigned to the penthouse all day.”
“’Kay, I’ll go later,” she groaned.
“Now, Gal. Go!”
She rode the lift up. There was no one in the lobby. She stopped for a moment, thinking whether she should ring the bell. Knock on the door, maybe? Call Greg? She swiped
