Sixteen

Three weeks earlier

I glanced away from the computer screen after checking the last week’s financial report. The dull gray and white room made me sigh. Then the feeling faded when I heard a ping on my computer screen. It was a message from my secretary, a personal, non-work-related message.

Finally, taking a break? I hastily typed a reply.

I was just stretching my leg, Luke. How do you know that? A notification quickly followed.

At least lie about it. I got surveillance in your office.

Feeling self-conscious, I glanced around the spacious room for any signs of cameras. Before I could reply, another notification followed.

I know you’re looking for it. I was kidding. I quickly replied.

You got me there. I was thinking about firing you a moment ago.

Let’s see if you can figure out what’s your schedule tomorrow without me.

You’re right. I can’t figure those out.

I’ll be at your office in a while. Be sure to sign that paperwork for this afternoon’s meeting first.