Rapid footsteps echoed in the lobby, and she turned to see Lawson chasing after them. His tie was loose at his neck, and a vein in his temple throbbed. He stopped just behind them, panting for breath. Moments later, Alec rounded the corner, wearing a greasy smile.
"Mr. Blair," Lawson panted. "I was hoping to catch you. When we spoke before, I didn't get the chance to introduce you to my son, Alec."
Alec held out his hand, and a jeweled class ring glittered on his finger. Sean nodded cooly at Alec, refusing to take his hand.
"I didn't realize there were so many Stewarts working here," he said.
Lawson flinched, and Alec's smile faltered.
"Well, after Cathy's layoffs, it's just the two of us," Lawson said, tugging absently at his tie. "Anyway, I wanted to invite you and Cathy to dinner tonight. I've been thinking about our earlier conversation, and I want you to know that I'm fully invested in helping Feather Textile grow and succeed."
