34
Caroline
A man with a sign that read “Oren Tenning” waited for us when we stepped off the plane.
Holding my hand, Oren slowed to a stop when he saw the guy. “Hi,” he said hesitantly.
The round little fellow looked up at him. “Mr. Tenning?”
After Oren answered, “Uh, yeah...I guess,” the man beamed and held out his hand.
“Lance Stanley. I’m with Booker and Finch, and consequently your ride to the hotel.”
“You...are?” Oren’s smile fell as he glanced down at me and then back at Zwinn. “I wasn’t...this is...unexpected. I just....I guess I thought I’d find my own way to the hotel.”
“Oh no, sir. This is the full-service interview experience. And can I say it is an honor to meet you? Everyone’s been raving about your portfolio since your application came in.”
“Really?” Oren blinked bef
