Being a receptionist was hardly glamorous. For one, it meant being on your feet all day. Of course, as she was still on probation, Maya Hayes was mostly just shadowing and learning the ropes.
Around noon, a sleek car purred to a stop at the main entrance.
The security guards immediately snapped to attention, their posture ramrod-straight. A palpable tension settled over the lobby.
Jessica, the receptionist on duty beside her, whispered
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