ZALDEN

I was skimming through my emails when Andew came into my office wearing that smug look that screamed. I told you so.

"What is it?" I raised an eyebrow, cutting him off before he could bullshit me with whatever nonsense he'd rehearsed.

"It's Ms. Anderson," he said, crossing his arms. "She's not here yet. It's past nine. She was supposed to be in over an hour ago. First day, and she's already screwing it up. If this is how it starts, she's only going to slow us down. Honestly, I think ...