JAMES
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clicked against the clean linoleum that spread across the floor, and the sound echoed throughout the moderately large regional office. The Hasborough Construction Agency spanned the entire country, and I’d been to more than one facility that managed local projects. Glancing around through the general air of boredom and discontent, I easily decided that this was one of the worse off offices.
“Let me do the talking.” Caroline’s abrupt declaration-s***h-request made me pause, and I looked down at her from under furrowed brows. Determination set deep in her face, and she smiled almost wickedly as a plan sparkled in her eyes. “Guys assume women don’t know s**t, so he’ll probably be more relaxed. I got this. I took an online course in human relations after I graduated hig
