I returned to work the day after Logan let me stay home from work. He wasn’t wrong about me needing the day off. I had woken up with the worst hangover of my life. I couldn’t figure out how people drink like that on a regular basis.
I sat down at my desk and noticed a small envelope on my desk. I opened it. Inside was a plane ticket with my name on it to New York City. I stared at it. I looked into Logan’s office. My looking in there caught his attention, and I held up the envelope while giving him a confused look. He waved at me to come in, so I got up and walked around my desk and through his door.
“I got word yesterday that we have a potential new client that would like to meet one on one before they sign with us. The board thought we were the best choice for that,”
