She was late because her alarm had lost all power. The battery had died in the middle of the night. She held a polystyrene cup of coffee in one hand and her phone in the other. “I’m sorry I’m late, sir,” she said. “I don’t care. Mr. Gallagher and Mr. Turner are waiting in the conference room along with all your colleagues. Get your butt up here,” her boss said. She nodded her head going to the reception desk. Milly was looking terrified as she answered calls. “What’s going on?” Simone asked. “Mr. Gallagher is that big client they’ve been talking about. The one who is thinking of doing a takeover of this company,” Milly said. Her hands were shaking. “So,” Simone said. She’d known the account was big. One of her biggest deals last year had been the Gallagher and Turner campaign she’d helped turn into a success. “Rumour is they’re not happy and hoping to close the company down. Kate and Lily are already working on their resume. They think everyone is going to lose their jobs within the next month.”
