At that moment, a young woman around twenty-five with long dyed hair and a professional skirt walked in from the secretary's office, carrying a cup of coffee. She stuttered nervously, "M–Mr. Harrison, your coffee."

Kevin frowned slightly, barely concealing his annoyance. He ordered, "Leave it on the table."

Susan, Kevin's new assistant, was filling in for Blake. She, clearly uneasy, placed the coffee down and asked, "Mr. Harrison, is there anything else? I still have some documents to print."