Page 76 of Positively Pricked
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What didthatmean? I had no idea, so I tried again. "Okay…So, will I be writing a press release or something?"
"No," he said. "But we might need to counter his narrative if the meeting goes south."
I gave a slow nod. Finally, I understood. "So we're talking damage-control? You mean like crisis-management, right?"
"Something like that."
As last, I had a sense of what my role would be, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I hated feeling clueless, and I'd been swimming in unfamiliar waters ever since I'd been hired.
Unfortunately, my relief was short-lived, because less than five minutes into the meeting, I was seriously worried that Zanewouldget hit.
And why? Because he totally had it coming.
