Chapter 2Noelle jumped when the tap came at her cubicle.
“Knock, knock,” Amelia said, stepping just inside the six-by-eight space. She leaned against the edge of the desk and picked up the pencil holder Noelle had knocked over in her surprise. “How can you be tense already? It’s only nine-thirty.”
“Because I’ve been here since eight checking these facts over for Legal.” With a sigh, she pushed away the thick book she’d been reading and took off her reading glasses, rubbing at her eyes. “They want these by the end of the day.”
“Then you better hope you get them done this morning. I’ve just had a call from Mr. Frost’s office. He’s requested you have a lunch meeting with him today.”
Mention of Dante Frost made Noelle start again. It was bad enough she couldn’t stop thinking about their en
