We were family and business partners. Women couldn't come between us. Too many empires fell that way. Ours would not. He told me to stay away but that he wasn't interested in her.
He wants to bring her closer to our inner circle.
This I would have to see for myself.
I scrolled through ourBlatherapp. It had all of my employee communication profiles on it. Her bubble was green, indicating she was available. I clicked her name as the bubble turned to gold, and the “In meeting" status was displayed next to it.
I tapped my finger on the lacquered finish of the desk for a few moments.
Blocked twice.
No. This was my company. Besides, she barged into my office without regard to my schedule. It was only fair.
I clicked the conference room calendar. It had been occupied earlier and was now free. She must be in one of the breakout rooms. Seiryu, Suzaku, and Byakku were empty. If she weren't in the Genbu room, I'd lose it.
Reserved.
I selected the room and saw Judy-Lynn Jackson emblazoned on the screen as the meeting host.
“Found you.” I left my office for the breakout room in the northern section of the cubicle stacks. The low, cream-pattern cubicle walls and azure tiled floors didn't calm my brain the way color theorists claimed.
My common sense didn't come back to me until I was in the doorway, and all eyes were on me. The unexpectant brown ones attached to the owner in the sexy green top interested me the most—for carnal reasons.
“We're in the middle of a meeting, but we'll finish in a few moments.”
Someone hissed in disapproval.
Judy-Lynn was ballsy. I never knew that, but I was learning.
“Carry on.” I sat at the empty foot of the table. It was her opposite, and it left my back open. The position was not favorable to me. However, I would manage. I always did like a challenge.
She tightened her jaw before either giving up or realizing we all watched her. “As I was saying, this new requirement of releasing on both platforms simultaneously may seem uncomfortable, but we are more than capable, and the schedule will not slip as it is. Besides, it allows us to show them who we are.”
“I know that's right,” Daisy replied.
“Be that as it may,” Mark spoke up. “I think a wiser strategy would be to beta in Fruity while the ad guys churn up the interest like Treehouse did and we've always done.
Mark had no vision. I started to tell him so when—
“So you want Amber to be like every other app out there? We're Dragon Moon. Everyone wants to be us, not the other way around.” Judy-Lynn stood. “Even our minor employee changes make the news.”
Mark bristled. “I hardly call Jerry's loss minor.”
“We're still here, aren’t we?” Judy-Lynn asked.
“Well, yeah,” he answered.
“And working even better than before?” she added.
“That was you,” Mark replied.
“That was the team showing up and showing out.” She pointed at the table and then smirked. “With the occasional paper fight to foster engagement, of course.”
The room chuckled.
“She's saying that we got this,” Daisy said. “And she's right. Plus, I want to show up Scent Corp.”
A chorus of me toos erupted, and Judy-Lynn beamed. “Then let's show them what Dragon Moon can do. Meeting adjourned.”