Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“Let’s send in Allison. She’s the most professional of all of the women.” I suggest.

“If that’s what you want…” she shrugs her shoulders.

I grab my laptop off the back seat and check on things.

“It seems like we’ll have our work cut out for us…” I comment.

I show her the screen.

she makes a sound in the back of her throat. She glares at the screen. “We don’t work miracles dude…” she says.

“I’ll send him an email explaining how he’ll need to stop with this. I can’t clean his image if he keeps meeting with new women every day…” I tell her, turning my laptop back to me. I begin typing out the tasks I’m handing over to her and the rest of my team.

“I’ve sent you an email I need from you and the team this week. I’ll try to get the rest done myself. I won’t be able to go out into the field while he is home…” I tell her.

She nods. “Yes, I know…” she clears her throat. “So how are things going between the two of you?” she asks.

I frown. “What do you mean?” I ask her.

“Are the two of