Epilogue
Rémy- One Year Later
“Rita, would you drop off this folder with Angela? You don’t have to do it now, but before tomorrow afternoon would be appreciated.” I handed my assistant the folder full of credit card receipts. “Also, I want you to check with Michael Reynolds, my landlord, and see how he would feel about me moving a baby grand piano in here. Some realtors get pissy about heavy objects, and I just want to make sure it’s okay with him.”
“Yes, sir.” She dropped the folder in her briefcase. “Is there anything else you need?”
Despite me telling her to drop the “sir” business, she was always a total professional, not giving me a single thing to complain about since she started almost a year ago. Gray had had the final say on who was my assistant. Though he never said so, I thi
