9

CARLY

I received the address after he hung up the phone. I picked the files from the desk and put them in my tote bag.

I hit the road as soon as I entered the address in the car’s GPS. It said that I would arrive in one hour.

My boss was really time efficient. He could have just told me earlier to bring these files to him so I could go home early. But this was what I paid for, right? To never complain.

Thirty minutes to the address, I realized I was leaving the city. The place seemed just trees, like a forest. Rome must love the wilderness. I mean, I loved it too, but did he really live there? In some cabin in the woods? Maybe we had something in common after all.

I arrived earlier than the estimated time on my GPS. The two-story cabin came to view, and the electronic steel gate slid open.

I remembered the house owned by my family. It was more like an old colonial manor, but I loved that place.

I parked the car beside the black truck. This must be Rome’s. I hopped out, forgot I was