CHAPTER 11

The next day, Sebastian was luckily in Yorba Linda for some promotional lunch that I thankfully didn't have to go to. I told Sarah, while we both made copies in the copy room, what happened in the elevator. "Holy shit." She said, not paying attention to the papers spilling passed the basket onto the floor. She cursed when I pointed it out. "Yeah, know I cringe at the thought of being in the same room as him for twenty minutes, every Wednesday, for three weeks..." "Don't worry," Sarah started,...