“Uhh…” he fumbled as he replaced his phone. “I can explain.”
He did, though messily, with Candace never once taking the seat in front of his desk but standing there, arms crossed and brow pinched, which looked especially severe on her since she shaved her eyebrows and drew them in.
“Please don’t walk out and quit,” Andrew pleaded. “You know I can’t run this place without you.”
“As if I would,” she said, her steely expression softening. “You’re my best friend, and I have just as much at stake with this firm as you do. I can’t go back to marketing. Which is why I can’t believe you would put all this on the line for Ford. He’s the reason we’ve been floundering. We had no direct competition until he came along.”
“I know. But nothing is on the line by working with him on one case. It’s for
