Rachel's Pov
I sat at the long boardroom table staring at my laptop screen. The clock on the wall showed past nine already and everyone else had gone home hours ago. It was just me and Jethro left to finish this presentation for the big client meeting tomorrow. The office floor was completely empty and quiet except for the hum of the air conditioning and our keyboards clicking.
Jethro sat across from me with his sleeves rolled up and his tie loosened. He looked frustrated as he typed something then deleted it right away. We had been arguing about the slides for the last hour. He wanted to change the whole structure and I thought it was fine the way it was.
"This isn't working Rachel," he said and leaned back in his chair. "The flow is off and the client is going to see right through it.
