Quiana's POVBy nine forty-five on Monday morning, I had reviewed the Hunter Group project brief so many times that I could practically recite its requirements in my sleep.The client wanted a complete redesign of the executive floor of its headquarters, including the reception area, executive offices, boardroom, private lounge, and several conference rooms.I stood before the mirror in my bedroom, adjusting the cuffs of my cream blouse beneath the sleeves of my tailored jacket. My trousers matched the jacket, and a pair of black heels completed the outfit. I pulled my hair into a neat bun, applied a little lipstick, and reached for my handbag.My phone rang before I could leave.Laila.I answered while searching for my car keys. "Good morning babe.""You're welcome," she replied.I paused. "For what?""For calling to wish you good luck before your big meeting."I glanced at the time. "You called me at nine forty-seven to wish me luck when the meeting is at eleven?""Yes. I wanted to
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