A Novel Excerptby Richard Smolev
What in the world was Steve Reed doing lounging in Ed’s office, dressed like the Prince of Wales? Had he redeemed himself? Was Ed having second thoughts about a woman stepping into his shoes when he finally retired? After what felt like a month and a half of questions and no answers, Kate did what she always did to bring herself down to earth when things got crazy around her. She started spelling her kids’ names backward. H-A-R-A-S. K-C-A-M. Haras. Kcam.
By the time Kate got to Mack a third backward time, she was ready to find out why Ed had emailed her, asking her to drop whatever she was doing and pop into his office. And now, still not more than four or five feet inside Ed’s office, Kate turned to him and said, “How can I be of help?”