Chapter Twenty-Seven

Once I hit the second floor, I darted toward Mindy’s desk, thankful no one was waiting to meet with Gary Sneed, her boss. “Hey,” I said quietly, aware that the door to Gary’s office was cracked open. He wasn’t like Craft, he and Mindy had a fantastic working relationship, and Gary was warm and friendly to anyone who walked through his business doors. Although his last name was shared with Craft’s on the building sign, he was much more laid back and humble.

“Kelsey!” She greeted, her tone low but filled with excitement. “Did you do it? Are you going to be back? Or did you tell that pervert to fuck off?”

Letting my eyes wander around the room one more time, making sure no one was lurking around a desk or along the back hallway, I pulled a chair next to her and sat. In a heated whisper, I said, “I’m back!”

She squealed, hugging me while we were both still in our chairs. I shushed her, lowering