The building looks modern and new. There is, of course, a doorman and, if I am not mistaken, a concierge as well. I barely glimpse the lobby as James pulls my suitcase towards the elevators. He lives on the top floor, and the elevator opens up directly into his living space. He must not have any ...
“I’m glad you think so.” Whipping around, I find myself standing toe-to-toe in front of a grinning James. I am vaguely aware of Becca and Bethany scurrying away like frightened mice and Becca’s whispered admonition. “Code name, that’s why we use a code name.” Luckily James...
When he doesn’t, I wrap up my work and get ready to leave. I walk down to his office and see that it is deserted. Melanie has also left for the day, so I am unable to ask her about James’s whereabouts. After the way we left things this afternoon, I am not about to send him a text. &nb...
I need to contact him, if only to stop the deluge of messages. After deliberating for a few minutes, I decide on a phone call. He picks up after the first ring. “Lainey?” “Hi Mark.” I should have thought this through. Uncertain of what to say next, ...