The heavy metal door of the Sunnyvale warehouse rattled loudly as it rolled up.
Quinn Harper walked inside. She was holding a thick, cream-colored envelope in her right hand. She did not walk to her desk. She walked straight toward the U-shaped command center where Grayson Knight and Toby Miller were reviewing the Apex Financial daily ledger.
"I have a variable," Quinn announced, dropping the heavy envelope directly onto the oak desk in front of Grayson.
Toby looked at the envelope. "That is incredibly expensive paper. Did someone invite us to a gala?"
"It is an offer of employment," Quinn said, crossing her arms. "It was delivered by a private courier to the front desk of Meridian Systems an hour ago. Addressed directly to me."
Grayson did not touch the envelope. He looked at Quinn.
