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That’s what she’s calling it?

So, she fired you?

Basically.

And she took a donation from Walt Ryans.

WHAT?!

My thoughts exactly.

I don’t like this, Greer.

Me either.

Are you still around? We definitely need drinks.

I’m just outside the building.

I’ll be out in five!

This definitely calls for margaritas.

True to her word, Felicity is outside five minutes later.

She throws her arms around me, hugging me.

“How are you doing?”

I laugh. “Good so far.”

“I can’t believe she took a donation from Walt Ryans.” She makes a face. “He’s the worst.”

“I know. She didn’t say it, but I get the feeling he made the donation with the stipulation that I’m no longer part of HYPE.”

“Why would he do that?”

I bite the inside of my cheek.

Finally, I say, “Because he probably knows I’m seeing Grant Carter.”

“What?” Felicity all but yells.

Several people look our way, making me laugh.

“How long has this been going on? Wait! Were you seeing him during the GOP rally?”

Looping my arm through hers, I say, “We’re going to need those drinks, friend.”

Felicity shakes her head. “This day just gets weirder and weirder.”

I’m smiling as we walk away from the building. It’s strange. I don’t feel an ounce of regret. No, this feels like a new beginning. And who knows? Maybe getting let go by HYPE is going to be a good thing after all.

10

Grant

Three weeks.

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