Chapter 90

AMELIA I’ve been dreading today with an absolute passion. I considered calling in sick or resigning. I even considered sourcing a fake identity and moving to Costa Rica. But here I am, ready for the James and James New York office’s annual team-building day. Hooray. Go team. It’s all being held at a swanky hotel in Long Beach, and everyone else seems thrilled about it. Free room, free food, free booze—I mean, what’s not to like? Everything else, that’s what. Like the fact that Linda from HR has given us all tasks to complete and we’re all required to give presentations about our work. Worst of all, everyone is expected to take part in “trust workshops.” What does that even mean? I was complaining to Kimmy about it on the phone last night. “Come on,” I said. “I can’t be the only one who thinks it’s crazy.” “I think you’re being very cynical, Amelia,” she replied, glasses clinking in the background. She was, unsurprisingly, at a bar. “It sounds to me like you’re not being a team player.”