Chapter 11

By the time Martin and the HR director left my office, my hands were cold. Down the hall, I saw my coworker Adam walking toward the conference room with the thick black presentation binder I had spent four months building. He caught my eye, looked away quickly, and stepped into the elevator. I went back inside, packed my notebook into my bag, and took the elevator down to the parking garage. Before I reached Audrey's car, my phone vibrated in my coat pocket. It was a new number, but I knew...