A silent message passed between them, then Millie leaned on Sanford's shoulder and hooked her arm with his. She shook it and whined Like a spoiled child.

"Sanford, I don't like her. I want to fire her."

Sanford finally stopped playing with his phone, though he still sported that same nonchalant expression.

He Looked down at Millie with knowing eyes.

For some reason, Millie felt herself bristling under that gaze.