Chapter 61

It was an even better thing she’d had Sunday to recuperate. Though she missed them both, every time she got a moment to breathe.

Monday morning passed in a blur, the new installation running her from one department to the next to coordinate smoothly. When Carol in Acquisitions told her to go take lunch, it was on the tip of Emma’s tongue to retort that she’d just had breakfast. Only a glance at the clock to show that it was almost one saved her the embarrassment, and she scooted out, grabbing a fresh bottle of water from the refrigerator in the staff kitchen before heading back to her office.

It was mostly gone by the time she shut her door behind her. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Emma collapsed in the chair by the door, too tired to even make it to her tiny desk. She leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes.