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    "I figured it was a pretty important day, so I should dress up." She fiddled with her skirt as if she thought it would fly up spontaneously at any moment. "Is this too short? I bought the outfit last night after work, and the sales girl said it was just right on me and very professional."
    I smiled, proud of her for making the effort. She usually wore baggy jeans and a nerdy T-shirt in the office. "She was right, it is perfect and not short at all. In fact, I think it would be perfect for your interview." It hadn't been much of a surprise when Bridget's old boss at G&G jumped at the chance to get her back on his team. He insisted she come in for an interview as soon as possible, which was really only a formality with human resources. He would have hired her right there on the phone if he could.
    Her inquiry also led to an interesting tidbit about the upcoming retirement of Gregory Michaels' assistant, Janet, whom he'd inherited from his father's tenure at the helm of the company. She wasn't leaving for at least a couple of months, but there'd been talk of getting her replacement trained before her exit.
    I kept moving toward my office, hoping to look over my notes and the profile on Gregory Michaels one last time before Elsa arrived. It was just a way to distract myself from the nervous energy buzzing over my skin. I memorized every detail of the background information Bridget, and Lydia, who'd flown back late the night before, pulled together on our new target. It never ceased to amaze me how much you could learn about a person from the Internet.
    I flipped past the first pages containing press releases and financial information on G&G Components. I stopped when something caught my eye: a photograph in one of the releases from several years ago. It was an unusual shot for a business piece, featuring Gregory and his twin brother Greyston Michaels hugging by the steps of the company's private jet, and their younger brother Chad standing a little to the side with his hand on Greyston's shoulder. Although Greyston's face wasn't visible in the shot, I knew he had to be as hot as Gregory. They were identical after all.
    "Michaels Brothers Taking on Tokyo"

sat on top of the picture. The article explained a joint venture with a Tokyo based electronics company being led by Greyston, G&G's chief operating officer. He was moving to Japan to oversee the project, where he was remaining for another year. Having his twin in the mix would have made my job far more complicated. If I remembered correctly, it'd been just a few weeks before the date of the article G&G started hitting the news in a big way as a leader in vehicle component technology.
    It was hard to not be impressed by Gregory and his brothers, another article calling the company's front man a "visionary taking the reins from his father to lead G&G Components into the future." The next page featured a shot of Gregory and Elsa taken just a few weeks ago. The couple held one of those ridiculously large pairs of scissors at the opening of G&Gs new corporate offices.
    "I know this case is good for us, but the whole thing makes me sad." Bridget looked down at the photo, her unheard appearance in front of my desk scaring the shit out of me. "Sorry," she said, noticing me jump. "I just wanted to let you know the private elevator was accessed."
    She smiled apologetically. Because that elevator only serviced the top two floors of the building, the penthouse where Grace and I lived, and our offices the floor below, it had to be Elsa using the temporary access code Patty sent her.
    "I guess this is it, then." I stood to smooth my black pleated tulle skirt and matching blazer. "How do I look?"
    "Perfect. Hot, but still professional," she replied with an approving nod as she tugged at her own skirt.
    "Thanks." I took a deep breath and walked to the entrance to greet Mrs. Michaels.
    As I walked past my partners, I couldn't help but appreciate how beautiful and professional they all