Thinking hard. He balanced the minibasketball on his fingertips and narrowed his eyes as he visualised the ball dropping through the net, then he tensed his arm muscles in readiness and... There was a sharp rap on the office door. The ball soared across the room and crashed into the bookcase, sending a photo of him with his father and younger brother plummeting to the floor. ‘What?’ he barked out. The door nudged open and a woman he didn’t recognise poked her head through. ‘Mr Knight?’ Jason forgot all about the photograph. He forgot all about the half-size basketball rolling along his office floor. He spun his chair round to face the door, sat up straighter and smiled. Women loved his smile. ‘You found him.’ She scanned the room, found both fallen photo frame and ball then looked at him without smiling back. ‘Human Resources sent me up. I’m your new temporary PA.’ Jason’s grin widened. ‘Come on in, then.’ He bounced to his feet and waited for her to cross the room.
