“I think she’s a good fit, Jack,” she says finally when I stop in front of her departure terminal. “Pop likes her, and she doesn’t take his shit.” “I know. That’s why I hired her.” Cece doesn’t look at him like an object, either. She sees him as a person. I saw it on Wednesday night, and based on her application that detailed how she cared for her father; she gets it. The love of family. The importance of actually caring. “She works for more than just Pop.” Lady’s hand lands on my forearm. “Just do me a favor, please?” I know from the look in her eyes it’s something I won’t want to do, but I
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