Ramirez Gonzales.
“Recheck last month’s revenue from top to bottom before we even consider raising salaries.” I say to the new girl, the one who took Anita’s place.
“Yes, boss.” She clears her throat. Her eyes linger on me a moment too long.
She and the rest of the workers have been stealing glances at me all morning, as if there’s something written across my face. This time, I’m not letting it slide.
“Is there something on my face?”
“No, of course not.” she takes the ledger and leaves the office.
Echo strolls in just as the door closes behind her.
“My goodness, that bar has everything,” he collapses into the nearest chair with a theatrical sigh. “Ramirez, have you had any sleep?”
“Does it look like I haven’t?”
Who am I kidding? I already know the answer to that. I begin to se
