JoelA knock at the door has me looking up, and the vice president appears in the doorway. He gives me a sympathetic smile.“Burning the midnight oil at both ends again?”“You could say that,” I gesture at the desktop. “Even with a PA, it just keeps piling up.”“You should leave it until Monday,” he says. “Let Megan deal with it.”“Just like you’re leaving it to Madeleine, eh, George?” I chuckle.George grins. “Sometimes, you have to do things yourself. Even the most trusted assistants can’t do what we need.”“Is that what you think?” I ask, leaning back in my chair.“Well, isn’t that the reason you’re in here after hours?”It isn’t, but I’m not about to tell George the truth. It’s not exactly something I can talk about with the vice president. Sighing, I reach for my coffee.“I’m probably going to be here for a while. Don’t worry about me,” I reply.“You sure? You don’t want any company?” He looks at me as though he’s trying to figure something out. Perhaps why I’m giving him the col
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