Chapter Five
Annie
Monday morning, I stuff my purse into the bottom drawer of my desk and boot up my computer while checking the messages for Mr. Beardsman.
After listening to his messages, I check my own. The first one is from Mr. Beardsman.
“Hi, Annie. I heard the great news about the Coddle account. You’re in luck, because I must have caught something, and I’ll be out today. I know you’re going to have to go back and forth, so unless it’s urgent, don’t worry about me. Hopefully, I kick this today. Have a great day and congratulations again. You deserve this opportunity.”
I hang up and turn off his light before shutting his office door. The news already traveled that fast?
My desk phone rings, and I pick it up. “Hello?”
“Miss Stewart, I’m waiting,” Mr. Mancini says. Click.
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