The soft sound of the office air conditioner was the only sound accompanying Elizabeth as she organized her desk, ready to call it a day.
The stack of documents had been reviewed, the emails answered, and the weight of the day felt lighter as she glanced at the clock.
Her intercom buzzed, interrupting the calm.
“Yes?” she answered.
“Ma’am,” her assistant’s voice came up, “there’s someone here to see you."
Elizabeth frowned. “Someone?” she asked, wondering who would be coming to see her during closing hour.
“He said he’s here for Mr. McGrath, but since he isn’t available, he asked to see you instead," she said.
Elizabeth sighed, her hand pausing over the last file. “Fine, send him in," she said.
She straightened up, mentally preparing for what she assumed was another work-relate
