Olivia

The afternoon sun beat down through my office window, making me squint at my computer screen. I rubbed my temples, trying to focus on the Thompson Hotels presentation one more time before our site visit.

"Mrs. Carter?" Dylan poked his head through my door. "Ready to head out?"

I glanced at the clock. Already two thirty. "Give me five minutes. Just want to send this email to Michelle."

Dylan stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "No ...