CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: HICCUP

To say my morning was uneventful would be a lie. Sure, I was off to a rough start with a splitting headache, and hiding the bags under my eyes, but it was nice to put Karen in her place. Though I feel like I do that on a daily basis, today it felt needed. It put some pep in my step, and by noon I was feeling like myself.

I was set to have lunch with Andre in thirty minutes, but my plan was quickly changed with Jose coming into my office, Kale Spencer behind him. They both looked serious, which caused a knot in my stomach.

“What’s going on?” I asked, standing up from my desk, as if that was an appropriate way to address my client. “What can I do for you?” It took a lot of energy for me to jump to my feet, and pretend I was happy to see this man, to fix whatever problem he was about to place in my lap. Truly, the only thing that brought me joy was the fact that the head of Kale Realty decided to step into my office without his usual jacket. Though his black buttoned up was tucked tight