The elevator pinged behind her, and she heard men's shoes rap against the hard terrazzo floor. She turned and saw Lawson walking across the lobby. When he saw her face, he stopped, and his skin paled.

"What are you doing here?'' he asked.

"Good morning to you too, uncle," she said, smiling. "I'm here to start my internship. Didn't you hear?"

"Your internship?" he asked with a sly smile. "No, that's impossible. The company doesn't take interns this late in the summer. And especially not interns ...