Olivia

The drive to Carter Enterprises was mercifully traffic--free. I pulled into the underground parking garage, the Porsche's engine purring to a stop.

Dylan was waiting by my office when I arrived, tablet in hand and looking unusually energetic.

The day passed in a blur of meetings and revisions. Michelle loved our Thompson concepts, Andrew Thompson's team sent back glowing feedback, and by four o'clock, I was ready to collapse.

"Liv!" Nova popped her ...