“You cool? Hey, I’m sorry about the Cheryl thing. I shouldn’t have…” “I’m fine.” “Look, you know I had to do that, right? I respect you—really, I do. You’ve been with us since, what, right after 9/11, right?” “Sure.” “And by the way, I was doing you a big favor, Cheryl. You know that? Cause next month…” he lowered his voice to a whisper, “you’re gonna have to let go at least one from this crew, maybe two.” BJ was silent, but her chair creaked. “And what you’re gonna do is you’re gonna blame it on me. Bill’s doing the same spiel in Worcester. You can just tell ’em, whenever you’re ready, that
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