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Rainey

“Oh, that,” Michael said sitting in his chair. He flipped on his computer and then leaned back in his chair. “There are plenty of things to do. For instance, you could have checked listings to occupy your time. And even if you didn’t, you’re getting paid for the day; it doesn’t matter what you’re doing. Most people would be happy to be paid for doing nothing.” He typed something on his computer and moved the mouse around, acting like nothing was out of place.

I released a breath I’d been holding. “I was working on listings. And I answered most of the incoming phone calls since Sandra seemed to have gotten the memo about the late work day.”

He let out a loud laugh and plucked his phone from his pocket, putting it on the desk. “Sandra called in sick this morning. But I appreciate you keeping an eye on my employees.”

Heat flushed my face. He could have at least let me know. Was I not supposed to answer the phone? He didn’t seem upset by that, though. Had this been a test for me? I
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