Okay, I knew this man wasn't my boss; he was sitting on the visitors' couch.

I'd been in a place like this: a desk and chair for the office owner, and a couch for visitors.

A woman sat in the boss's seat. Older. Damn, he might be her son. My gosh, Sandra… did she know him? Did she plan it? Knowing her, she certainly did.

"Hi, Ms. Sanders. Welcome to Gia's Marketing Agency. I'm Mrs. Hayes, CEO, but because I'll be working directly with you, you may call me Gia," the woman added, stepping ...