Sydney –
Marilyn did land in Reiner towers the next day, as Mike predicted. However, things did not transpire in the manner in which I had anticipated. I was late for work, horribly late actually. My knees were already starting to knock involuntarily in anticipation of the chewing out that was going to happen. What would Larry think? I ran inside the lift after pressing the elevator button to the thirty-first floor.
"You're in deep s**t," said my team member Harriet.
"Why what happened?"
I asked. Putting down my bag.
"Me. Reiner was looking for you." She whispered.
"Me? Why?"
She shrugged and said, "Probably for that Ad."
I shook my head and walked by Larry, my boss, who was always polite and never harsh.
"Finally, Sydney, you've arrived." He gave a kind smile.
"I am so sorry, I
