Chapter 3
A soft ping signaled the arrival of the elevator, and I stepped into it, focusing on the coming meeting at Human Resources. Was the scuttlebutt right? Was I about to be trained by the very man Michael had dreamed of f*****g over?
Mr. Bixby looked up as I entered his office. “Matheson.”
“You sent for me, sir?”
“Yes. You know there’s an empty slot in Interior Affairs?”
I nodded. Mr. Vincent had been promoted to Deputy Director of that department, leaving his former position, senior special agent, unoccupied.
“Well, with Sperling gone, Vincent will be acting Director of Interior Affairs. You.” The man ran an interested glance over me. “You’re taking over the senior special agent spot.”
“Me, sir?” I’d never thought…
“You. It seems The Boss likes your work.” He tapped his f
