Danielle<

As the elevator doors slid open, I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the day ahead. I knew I had transcriptions waiting for me, but beyond that, I had no idea what Mr. Grant had in mind.

Would he put me to work, as usual, or would he put me flat on my back?

I grinned at the thought.

My new heels clicked on the marble as I approached my desk. A package sat on my chair, smartly wrapped in silver paper. There was a post-it on top, with instructions written in sharpie.

“Come to my office immediately and present the viz on your desk.”

I exhaled sharply....