Molly and I left Art back at the main building, where he had a meeting with Sergiu. I tried hard not to be nervous about that. Who knew what kind of lies he was going to spread with my boss. My only hope was to get all the help from Molly that I could, to make this project a big success.
She signed me into the service desk building, and we had just reached her office when a knock came on the door. A moment later Ahermet stepped into the room.
“Is this a good time”? he asked, in English that clearly had been taught to him by someone who spoke with an accent from Southern England.
Molly bounded up out of her chair and walked quickly over to shake his hand…a little too quickly perhaps. Ahermet stepped back, as if ...