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meeting me, and within a week of submitting my resume I had my interview. If it weren’t for him I wouldn’t be here. It’s funny how similar Carol and Ken are in features. But where Carol is lively and outgoing. Ken seems much more calm and reserved. I guess you could say he’s your stereotypical bookworm. In a hot and nerdy sort of way.
    “I’m sure you’ll be happy to know that Nicholas is out of the office today until 5:00 p.m.,” Ken says, handing me a note from him. “I ran into him this morning on his way to one of his meetings and he asked me to give you this.”
    Pick up dry cleaning. Now.
    Xx, Nicholas
    A flush creeps up my cheeks. Perfect. Ken must think I’m sleeping with him already. Who just puts Xs on their notes? He purposely did this to embarrass me.
    “He didn’t even put where to get the dry cleaning. There are probably a million dry cleaners in this part of the city,” I say, rolling my eyes.
    “Here,” Ken says, pulling open a filing cabinet next to my desk. “I’m pretty sure Wendy, his last assistant, kept a list of all of the places Nicholas asked her to go to. Ken retrieves a little black book from a folder and hands it to me.
    “Thank you again.”
    “Oh, I almost forgot. He also wanted me to tell you that he’d like to meet with you in his office around 6:00 p.m.,” Ken says, as he makes his way out of my cubicle.
    Great. I’m supposed to leave the office at 5:00 p.m., but now he wants me to stay until six? Ugh.
    I knew it was coming, but I’ve been in self-denial about when exactly I would see Nicholas again. Technically, I’m supposed to be like white on rice with him, but it’s hard when he’s always in private meetings.
    “So I’m meeting him alone?”
    “Well, yes. I’m assuming alone. He didn’t mention anyone else being there,” Ken says, laughing. “His office is on the top floor.”
    “Thanks.”
    “Good luck,” Ken says with an encouraging smile.

    At a quarter to six, the building slowly grows quieter as employees trickle out to head home. It’s only Monday, but I’m ready for the weekend to be here already. I pack my belongings and clean up my cubicle. Ken’s desk is empty. The only thing on it is a cup of coffee from this morning. Apparently, he’s M.I.A. because I haven’t seen him since I got back from picking up Nicholas’s suit from the dry cleaners.
    As I head to my meeting with Nicholas, I spot Stefan waiting by the reception desk. He’s wearing a tuxedo and sporting a fresh haircut. Nicholas must’ve come out more like his mother because Stefan’s hair, aside from the grey, is dark brown.
    “Rebecca, working late?” he asks as I stop to say hello.
    “I have a few things to do before heading home and I need to check in with Nicholas.”
    “I know I haven’t had a chance to check in with you, but how are you liking things?” The only word that pops into my head is bizarre . Stefan smiles, noticing my hesitation.
    “This is a great opportunity, Rebecca. I know my son can be a challenge, but he’s a good person. He’s just lost his way.”
    “Why did you want me?” I ask.
    “I need someone with a good head on their shoulders. It takes a lot of confidence and a little bit of courage to just pick up and move across the country when you’ve lived in LA your whole life. I also think it takes those same two qualities to deal with this job.”
    “There was nothing left for me back there.”
    He smiles. “Well, I’m hoping you’ll make New York your new home.”
    It has to be, because I can’t go back to the sad little life I had back in Los Angeles. I spent most of my days crying over Miles and the relationship that I had so much invested in.
    I smile. “I feel at home here.”
    “You’re a strong young lady, Rebecca,” he says warmly. “You remind me of my son, Alex. He was very spirited like you.” Was? I knew about Nicholas’s sister Emily because Ken had mentioned that she swings by the office sometimes, but he never