I knock on the door, and I hear a shuffling from inside. A voice says, "Come in." I take a deep breath, calming my nerves, and turn the door knob. I open the door and walk inside. He stands at the window with his hands in his pockets, gazing out at the city view."Good day, sir," I say, trying hard to steady my voice so it won't betray my nervousness."Good day, Ms. Ross. Good to have you grace me with your presence." He gestures to a seat. "Have a seat.""Thank you, sir," I mutter, making my way to the seat. He gives me a once-over look, and I feel small under his gaze.He removes his hand from his pocket and approaches me. Despite his age, he looks fit and accomplished in his late forties. I admire his achievements and the person he has become."How long have you worked at LPI?" he asks, looking at me intently.I lower my gaze and reply, "Two years.""And what was your job position when you first got employed?" he asks, his eyes still fixed on me.I look at him, unsure how to answer
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