CHAPTER FIFTY TWO – RETURNING TO TERRACOTA

Scarlett took a deep, steadying breath as she stepped through the revolving doors of Terracotta Enterprises. The sleek, modern lobby was just as she remembered it – all gleaming marble floors and soaring glass walls. A nostalgic smile tugged at her lips as the familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air. "Scarlett? Scarlett is that you?" The delighted voice rang out from across the lobby, and Scarlett whirled around to see a smiling Sam Becker striding towards her. Her former office buddy looked much the same as she remembered, from his unruly mop of chestnut curls to the ever-present twinkle in his hazel eyes. "Sam!" Scarlett exclaimed, returning his enthusiastic grin. "It's been too long!" Before she could react, Sam enveloped her in a bear hug, squeezing tightly. "What are you doing here? Don't tell me they finally convinced you to come back!" Scarlett chuckled, extracting herself from his embrace. "Well, you know how persuasive Mr. Davies can be. I'm here to