Instead of e-mailing her résumé to Nick, she’d decided to call the number on the ad she’d seen in the Sunday edition of the LA Times. She’d talked with human resources, e-mailed her résumé, and gotten a call back from the chef’s assistant. If she got the job as sous chef, it would be on her own merit, not because of anything Nick did for her. She already owed him twenty-five hundred dollars for the hotel suite. She didn’t want to owe him anything else. By the time Tiffany finished the interview with Chef Wang, she was praying she’d get the job. What he had in mind for the menu was exactly the type of quality and variety of cuisine Tiffany wanted to work with. She was sure that Nick had had a say in the menu selections, which boasted pasta and Italian breads made on the premises and a healthy selection of seafood dishes, including scallops used both as appetizers and for a couple of main-course dishes. She’d toured the state-of-the-art kitchen furnished with professional kitchen supplier Citisco classics: dual-flame stoves, double-deck ovens, prep tables, warming units, food wells, and every other industry-strength appliance imaginable.
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