Page 3 of 7 Nights of Sin

"Okay, that's fair, but you can't dislike him enough to let it get in the way of this deal, right? I mean, come on, Caro."

She was right. She was definitely right. Turning down something this big would be the thing that put me back. They'd talk about how I was too picky, and how I'd walked away from a serious job because I just didn't like the person.

I had to do it. As much as it pained me to admit it. It would be a good test of my skill, and I could be professional.

It had been years, almost six to be exact, since I'd seen Kevin Porter in person last. I was a different person than I'd been then, and he probably was, too.

It would be strictly business. After all, it was in both of our best interests for this to go well, right? I needed a boost to my career, and he needed for his to not crash and burn around him.

So it would be fine.

"You're right," I said. "You're right. Tell Gordon I'll do it."

Sam beamed. "I knew you'd come around. I'll go tell him right now."

I watched her leave my office, and then slumped over my desk with a sigh. For a few minutes I just stayed like that, wallowing a bit. And then I snapped out of it like I always did.

I opened a new tab on my notes file and started typing out everything I knew about Kevin's career and sponsors. It was going to be a long night, but if I was doing this, then I was doing it right.