(Jason's POV)
I wait until I'm in my car, Rose buckled safely in the back, before I call Britney, my executive assistant.
"Jason! How's Rose?"
"She's good. Great, actually. Listen, I need you to do something for me."
"Anything."
"Martin Fox in the children's division—he's got an editor who's dealing with a family emergency. Caroline Jonson. I want you to transfer someone from another department to help cover her workload for the next week."
"Done. Anyone specific?"
"Whoever's best. Someone experienced who can handle the overflow without making Martin feel like he's drowning."
"I'll pull Susan from the bestseller department. She's been asking for more variety anyway."
"Perfect." I glance in the rearview mirror at Rose, who's humming to herself. "And Britney? This is off the record.
