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she could manage one small smile on a day like today?
    Fortunately even Cynthia couldn’t spoil the job for Paige. She loved it. Managing every detail and making each event a memorable occasion was fun. The most important thing for her was a happy client. As a child she’d loved organizing parties for her friends. Now it was her job, and her job was about to get a whole lot bigger.
    Anticipating the new level of responsibility lifted her spirits and she walked across the foyer with a smile on her face.
    Senior Event Manager.
    Already she had plans. Her team was going to work hard because they wanted to, not because they were afraid of repercussions. And the first thing she was going to do was find a way to hire back poor Matilda.
    “Good morning, Cynthia.”
    “As far as I recall, your contract says nothing about working part-time.”
    If anyone could kill the excitement of the moment, it was Cynthia.
    “The Capital Insurance event didn’t finish until past midnight last night and the trains were packed this morning. We were—”
    “Taking advantage.” Cynthia glanced pointedly at the clock on the wall even though she knew perfectly well what time it was. “I need to see you in my office right away. Let’s get this done.”
    This was a meeting about her promotion and she wanted to “get this done”?
    Her friends melted away, and Paige heard Eva softly humming the theme from Jaws .
    It lifted her mood.
    Working with her friends was one of the best things about this job.
    As she followed Cynthia toward her office they passed Alice, one of the junior account managers.
    Catching a glimpse of reddened eyes Paige stopped walking.
    “Alice? Is everything—”
    But Alice passed her quickly and Paige made a mental note to seek her out later and find out what was wrong.
    Boyfriend problems?
    Work issues?
    She knew several of the staff had been horrified that Matilda had been fired after her unfortunate accident with a tray of champagne. It had created a general atmosphere of unease. Everyone was secretly wondering who would be next.
    Following her boss into her office, Paige closed the door.
    Soon she’d be in a position to make her own decisions about staffing. In the meantime, this was her moment. She’d worked hard for it and she was going to enjoy it.
    Please let the pay raise be good.
    Eva was right, they should celebrate later. A few glasses of something cold and sparkling. And then maybe dancing. They hadn’t been dancing in ages.
    Cynthia reached for a file. “As you know we’ve been looking at ways to streamline Star Events and reduce costs. I don’t need to tell you that we’re operating in a challenging market.”
    “I know, and I have some ideas I’d love to share with you.” Paige reached for her bag but Cynthia shook her head and held up her hand.
    “We’re letting you go, Paige.”
    “Go? Go where?” It hadn’t occurred to her that promotion might mean transferring to another office. And there was only one other office. Los Angeles. The other side of the country. This, she hadn’t expected. She loved New York City. She loved living and working with her friends. “I assumed I’d be staying here. Moving to Los Angeles is a big step.” Although if she wanted promotion she should probably be prepared to accept that it might involve relocation. Maybe she should ask for a little time to think about it. That was acceptable, wasn’t it?
    Cynthia opened the file. “Why would you think we were relocating you to Los Angeles?”
    “You said you were letting me go.”
    “We’re letting you go from Star Events.”
    Paige stared at her stupidly. “Excuse me?”
    “We’re making cuts.” Cynthia leafed through the file and didn’t meet her eyes. “Putting it bluntly, business has fallen off a cliff. Everyone in the hospitality industry is laying off employees and reducing hours.”
    Letting her go.
    Not promoting her or moving her to Los Angeles.
    Letting her go.
    There was a buzzing in her