![]() i understood how CEO egos worked, and I was prepared to navigate my way through this one. Oh, I see, CEO power move, very nice, I thought. ![]() He smiled back, rolled over a standard desk chair and sat in backward, arms crossed over the back, looking down at me. I looked up at Sanders, who was still standing, and smiled. My tablet briefly flopped out of my hand, and I caught it before it skittered off the beanbag and onto the floor. I picked the red beanbag and sank into it, only a little awkwardly. Currently the bead was making a swirly pattern. The table was one of those ones that had a magnetic bead that dragged around blinding white sand under the glass, making geometric patterns as it did so. Rob Sanders welcomed me in and motioned me over to his “conversation pit,” as he liked to call it, which was four massive, primary-colored beanbags around a low table. It was time for my performance review, and I’m not gonna lie, I was going to crush it. “Stone dead,” I said, and walked into the CEO’s office. I glanced over to Qanisha Williams, who gave me a quick fist bump. I got up from my workstation and grabbed the tablet with my notes, grinning as well. “Jamie Gray!” Rob Sanders popped his head out of his office door and waved at me, grinning. The Kaiju Preservation Society is John Scalzi’s first standalone adventure since the conclusion of his New York Times bestselling Interdependency trilogy. ![]()
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