“Miss Richmond told me she scheduled that.” He shook his head as he had done every day since she arrived. “Security is of utmost importance to tenants.” She bit her cheek to keep from smiling. She would be surprised if as much as a pack of chewing gum ever went missing around here. But he seemed so distressed that she let him take her photo and slip the badge around her neck. Scarcely had she made it upstairs before Valerie surfaced, a scowl on her face. “I don’t know what you’re looking for in those records.” She sunk into an upholstered office chair, her floral scent wafting across Camille’s desk. “Everything’s fine.” “We need to find people willing to sign leases, or we both stand to lose our jobs.” “You’re not going to lose your job,” Valerie retorted. “You practically have an oil-and-gas halo.” “I’m not putting up with this anymore.” Camille stood. “The landowners in Sweet Olive haven’t caused half the headaches you have. If things don’t change immediately, I’ll have you fired.”
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