IZZY....
Gwen stops by my office while I'm still partially mesmerized by the sun cascading through the glass towers in the city. She knocks twice before I realize she's standing there, holding her purse and her phone like she's ready to go.
"So, how was your first day? I didn't even see you get up for a lunch break, Izzy. You work too hard."
"Yeah, I was just getting a little familiar with the system here. It's really complex. Ivica Tech sells its software to customers all over the country, right? It's amazing how they've managed to keep it all in line so far without any major bugs occurring."
She waves off my assessment and offers a demure smile instead. "I have no idea what any of that means, Izzy. I'm just here to keep Alek's meetings and phone numbers in order. The rest is better suited for a coding whizz, such as you. I'm just curious about how long you've been in town. I added your number to his company binder, and I noticed it was an Oregon number."
