Call Meghan in

The rest of your meeting with Jim Gavin is very productive and he's obviously pleased. When you discussions are finished, he rises and shakes your hand warmly.

"Fine work, John. You never disappoint me. I wish I'd had a son like you instead of that silly pair of daughters I have."

"Thank you sir, I appreciate your confidence."

"It's well deserved. You know, sometimes I wonder if my daughters are even mine. A pair of fools, both of them, and Meghan's mother the worst of the pair. Grew up thinking that being pretty and acting bubbly was enough to get through life. Obviously passed that on to her daughter." He shakes your hand again. "I'm depending on you to set things right, John.

"I'll do my best Sir."

"Jim, for God's sake. We've known each other long enough for that." He pats your shoulder warmly. "And give my regards to your pretty wife. Tell her I remember her fondly," he smiles, turning and letting himself out.

You sit down and do some work, half your mind thinking of options. It takes you an hour to make your decision before you act.

"Meghan, come into my office please." You're gratified to see that the words are hardly out of your mouth before she's at your door, looking expectant.

"Yes Mr. Chandler?"

"Come in and shut the door." A hopeful smile flickers on her lips as she obeys, then stands before you, her eyes wide and eager. "First things first. I want to congratulate you on your improvements so far. Your Grandfather noticed. However, your job is far from secure yet. You still have a long way to go."

"I'll do anything Sir, anything at all," she says meekly.

"I've heard that," you say coldly. "So did my wife." Her eyes widen in shock and she starts to stammer an explanation.

"Save it. I want you to call your friend Amanda and have her come to my office at five, after she's finished working." Meghan looks crushed, almost heartbroken, at your words.

"Amanda, Sir?," she asks, close to tears. "I'm sure that I could...I mean..."

"Just do as you're told Meghan," you say coldly, and watch her leave your office, utterly crestfallen.