“He hired you specifically to get Daniel interested enough to listen,” Francis reminded me. “If Daniel starts acting interested, then the plan is working. Your boss will simply have to live with the consequences of his own strategy.”
I pointed at him with a grin. “Exactly!”
Francis laughed. “I didn’t say I agreed with either of you,” he corrected quickly. “I’m just saying he made the bed himself.”
“Then he can lie in it,” I finished.
“Those were going to be my exact words.”
The rest of lunch passed far more peacefully, and by the time we returned upstairs, my frustration had almost disappeared.
Almost.
The afternoon went by quietly as I answered emails, organized documents, and reviewed notes from the Torres project. I was beginning to think the day would finally end peacefully when
