Harmony
She was up bright and early for work on Friday morning, had slept like the dead despite what she’d learned yesterday, had felt exhausted and crashed out. She was up and dressed by 7am and making herself coffee when her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and frowned, didn’t recognise the number.
Then she realised that she had yet to put any of the work numbers onto her mobile phone, it could be someone calling her in, or Garrett Owens himself needing something, so she answered it, “Hello.”
“Miss Preston, my name is Clayton, I’m head of the PR department for Owens Construction. I need you to come into the office early today please. There's a meeting to be had.”
“Oh, is something wrong?” she asked right away.
“Not on your end, as far as I am aware. Garrett has asked me to c
