WM Two Hours
Two hours. Shay imagined there were worst things than waiting two hours in an office. Nothing new, except it had been four hours. She had come in, assuming certain things. For one, that the one she had discussed the contract with was his boss. The word 'her' and 'she' was used when discussing his boss though. Was that only a secretary? Did Preston actually have a secretary? A second boss? Shay had been escorted down to another level, where she sat and waited in a single chair. It was a large room with only one light on. She kept hold of her prop suitcase and wound it up tight in her hands. It was make or break for the rest of her life. Preston opened the door, shining more light into the room before he closed it. "Shay Austin." Shay nodded, standing up to greet him. "I feel it would be
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