Abigail
I never thought I'd be back here, sitting in an interview. It had been one month since Devin died.
"And what does our COO think?" Bethany from HR asked, flicking her eyes to me. "Is she good enough?"
Oh, right. I was no longer Finnegan's executive assistant. She was talking about me. I glanced down at the shiny new gold badge pinned to my shirt and bit back a smile. The words on it read Chief Operating Officer, Wolfe Corp.
The promotion had been announced last week, sending ripples through the automotive industry.
Finnegan had made it clear I wasn't just his partner anymore. I was his right hand. God, I'd been over the moon. When he'd made that joke about firing me, I'd been so stunned I hadn't known what to say until he asked me to be his COO.
And today, I was interviewing candidates to fill my old position.
