Chapter 12: You Don't Steal From Family

There's an awkwardness between us but I do my best to ignore it as I explain my team's current list of projects to her.

"You won't have to be involved in any of the actual design work," I tell her, "but you'll need to know the details of each project."

She is nodding her head vigorously as if that will prove that she's paying attention. It's almost endearing. Although not quite, because it also looks like her head could completely fall off.

"Er, if you have any questions about any of them, you can ask me or the team members associated with the project," I say, passing her several project folders over the desk.

"No problem, Mr Grisham."

"I mean it," I tell her. "It's better to ask questions than do something wrong."

I sound stern but I don't intend it that way. I'm trying my best to be patient. It's not one of my strengths but if it means I don't have to keep training new assistants, I'm willing to give it a shot.

Sighing, I say, "let's go. I'll show you around."

"Holly gave me a tour y