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turned back to Bill and looked at him with eyes so dark they looked black. She smiled and shrugged. “It’s just business, Bill, nothing personal.”
    Bill Amos looked as if he were going to have a heart attack. He slammed his fist down on the table so hard that it knocked the carafe over. “How dare you threaten me, you ruthless, heartless bitch,” he yelled, sending spittle across the table.
    Sydney leaned back in her chair and laughed. “It’s not a threat. It’s a promise.” She opened her file folder and pulled out a piece of paper. She slid it across the table.
    Bill Amos picked it up. His eyes quickly scanned the document. He tossed it back down on the table.
    “You know what the real kicker is? If I had been a man and just pulled off this deal, all of you,” she looked at each man in the room, “would have been patting me on the back for pulling off such a coup. Instead, I’m relegated to the title of heartless bitch and for that, I thank you. I will wear it proud.” She stood up and pushed the chair back with her legs, sending it into the wall behind her with a loud bang. “I expect to have that document signed and on my desk by the end of business today. I trust the two of you can show yourselves out and the rest of you have work to do,” she said and with that, she took her file folder and left the room.
     

     
    Sydney was still fuming two hours later when Maureen tapped lightly on the door. “Come in,” she said a little too gruffly.
    “Hey, Syd, rough morning?” Maureen, Sydney’s trusted assistant hesitantly asked.
    Sydney shook her head. “Nah, sorry, just some rough moments.”
    “Well, I have something that might cheer you up.” 
    Sydney finally noticed that the giddy green-eyed blonde was bouncing on the balls of her feet and that her hands were hidden behind her back.
    “I could definitely use a pick me up right about now.”
    Maureen handed her the document. Sydney looked at the paper. “All right, yes,” she said, adding a fist pump in the air. Her day just got better and another piece of the puzzle just fell into place.
    “It arrived a few minutes ago by courier.”
    “You just made my day,” Sydney said with a grin as she looked at Bill Amos’s signature.
    “I need your signature on these two documents as well so I can add my Jane Hancock and get them mailed,” Maureen said, handing Sydney the papers and a pen. Sydney signed them and handed them back to her.
    She watched Maureen as she added her signature. “That looks so uncomfortable,” she said.
    “What does?” Maureen asked, as she picked the papers up.
    “Writing with your left hand because I swear it looks like you write upside down.”
    Maureen shrugged. “You know what they say about us southpaw’s.”
    “What’s that?” Sydney asked.
    “We’re the only ones in our right mind and the rest of you are left out,” Maureen laughed.
    “Whatever,” Sydney chuckled.    
    With red painted manicured fingers, Maureen smoothed the front of her suit jacket.
    Sydney could tell that her assistant wanted to say something. “Spit it out, Maureen.”
    “Um, I heard about you and Meredith and I wanted to say I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?”
    Sydney frowned. “Who told you?” she asked, thinking damn it Meredith . She specifically told her not to say anything. She should have known that Meredith couldn’t keep her mouth shut.
    “You know how it is around here, Syd. Nothing stays secret for very long.”
    “Especially when you’re head of the gossip machine, huh,” Sydney grinned.
    “Hey, I can’t help it if we have a lot of little birdies flying around.”
    Sydney stood up and grabbed her jacket. “Whatever,” she said, shrugging her arms into the sleeves. “Can you do me one more favor?”
    “Sure.”
    “Please call Bill Amos. I want him to arrange a company meeting at EMCOR with all of his people for 9:00 a.m. on Monday morning. Can you also order pastries and have a caterer set up a