FULL PART: For the first time in twenty-one years of business, Everett Shaw sat alone in his office and felt ashamed of the silence

The intercom on his desk blinked.

His temporary assistant, a nervous intern named Miles, spoke softly.

“Mr. Shaw, Ms. Monroe is here.”

Everett opened his eyes.

“Send her in.”

Celeste entered like she still owned part of the room.