About halfway there, I spot a dark-haired guy in a well-fitted navy pinstriped suit with a box of donuts. Must be the new hire Loretta was talking about. I can see why she went on about him in such an admiring way. The clothes fit his broad shoulders and lean torso perfectly, and although the jacket hides his butt from view, it’s obvious from the way his slacks skim over the lean lines of his legs that he has one extraordinary ass.

