The receptionist, who introduced herself as Penny, walked me to an empty office where I was to fill out a stack of paperwork. Ten minutes later she poked her head in the door. “Mr. Kuznetsov would like a moment with you.”
It took me a second to realize it was Serge. I got to my feet and followed her down the hall until we were in front of the glass walled office. “He’s expecting you, just give a little knock.” Penny smiled then sat behind her desk. The blinds were now open, so I peered through the glass before knocking. Serge was pacing the length of the room, and then he caught me staring. He gave a little wave then showed me into his office.
“Have a seat.” He said, pointing to a small leather loveseat across from his desk. “So, Angela told me the good news. I know you had your heart se
