Right, Babe?

The second time was not so rough.

Then the third time was more of a recipe for disaster.

Reyona had been in the middle of a late dinner meeting she and Samantha were having with a new client.

She had to round things up quickly and apologised to the man.

Samantha was there to stay till the end of dinner with the man.

“You are a lifesaver. I owe you one” she whispered to Samantha.

“A raise would be enough thanks, ma,” Samantha said cheekily, and their client laughed.

Reyona rushed out of the restaurant while Samantha and the man started discussing the philosophy behind every employee requesting a raise at every opportunity they could get.

“Couldn’t the woman be a bit more predictable?” Reyona muttered in frustration as she checked the message she got again.

It was ten minutes already, and she could only hope she would be able to make it on time.

Maxwell’s call came through just as she was driving out of the parking lot.