The Boss Project Read Online Vi Keeland

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Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 103428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
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“Her dad said she was going to be three in two months. So thirty-four months?”

“Welp, then that little girl was in her mom’s belly when the plane crashed, and Amelia survived for at least a few months after.”

Oh, God. There was a lot more to the story than I knew. I sighed. “Well, I guess there’s a reason for a lot of emotions to bubble up then.”

“That’s probably all it was.”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

Yet deep down, I wasn’t so sure.

• • •

Monday morning, I walked into the office with an anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach. I hadn’t heard from Merrick since he’d dropped me off on Saturday afternoon. Whatever uneasiness I had was magnified tenfold when I unlocked the door to my office and opened it.

The overnight bag I’d left in his apartment was on the couch.

I froze, feeling the wind knocked out of me. It took a solid thirty seconds before I walked over. When I did, I unzipped it and peeked inside, not certain what I was looking for. But whatever it was, it wasn’t in there, because I found only my clothes and toiletries packed neatly. I looked around the room—to my desk, the coffee table, the small end table next to where I usually sat. What was I trying to find? A note, perhaps? But there was nothing.

Again, I did my best to convince myself I was overthinking. Merrick had returned my bag before I got here so I didn’t have to sneak upstairs to get it later. He probably thought he was being helpful. He knew I was paranoid about people here at the office knowing.

I walked over to my desk and forced myself to start the day.

Yeah, he was being thoughtful.

I was being silly for reading into it.

I could picture it now. He probably went out for his morning run and brought it here on his way down when no one was in the office yet.

Maybe he thought I might need something from it early this morning.

It was actually a sweet gesture…

Wasn’t it?

I looked over at the bag on the couch again, and my heart sank.

If it was such a sweet gesture, why did it feel like my bags had been packed and I’d just been kicked to the curb?

Luckily, I had an eight o’clock appointment, so I didn’t have too much time to dwell. Since the market was open from nine thirty to four, I’d quickly found my schedule filled with a lot of 8 AM and 4 PM appointments. Which I was grateful for right about now. I needed something to distract me.

My first patient was a woman I’d met only briefly when HR walked me around on my first day. Her name was Hannah, and she was a junior-level trader, but probably about thirty. We did a typical first meeting, getting to know each other a bit and letting the conversation flow where it may. When the conversation came to a lull, I nudged our chat around to the office.

“So you work for Will, right?”

She nodded.

“How is that, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I like him. He’s very open and honest, even when I’m not going to like his feedback. He has a way of softening a blow by making you laugh, but I always know where I stand with him.”

“That’s really great to hear.”

“Yeah, it’s why I’m happy in my position and don’t have a desire to move up too much farther. I don’t think I could work directly for someone like Merrick.”

“Oh? What makes you say that?”

She shrugged. “He seems nice enough when you talk to him one-on-one, which I’ve had occasion to do when Will was out. But you never really know what’s going on in his head. My friend Marissa was a manager here. When her boss left, she wound up reporting to Merrick for a while. After a few months, he called her in to talk about her position. She thought she was getting a promotion, that he was giving her the open position her boss had held.”

“That didn’t happen?”

“Merrick fired her instead. Can you imagine? She went in thinking she was getting a promotion, and instead, she got canned.” She shook her head. “I’ll stay where I am with a layer between us. Besides, my income isn’t limited by my position. It’s only limited by my abilities and what I put into it.”

I did my best to smile, but her comment hit home.

By midday, the tossing and turning I’d done last night had started to catch up to me, and I needed a cup of coffee. There was none made in the break room on my floor, so it was the perfect excuse to take a trip upstairs. I had to walk past Merrick’s office on my way. Unfortunately, his lights were on, but no one was inside, and his assistant was on the phone. My shoulders slumped as I made my way down the hall. When I walked in, Will was standing at the coffeemaker.



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