Chapter 156
Nolan
I look at the time on my wristwatch and stretch. 10 PM.
I love my job. I really, really do. But it is time-consuming. In the beginning, I had people look down on me for being a parachute hire,I heard the whispers. Felt the stares.
But now that I've proven myself, I have shot myself in the foot. Because I'm so busy.
Extremely busy.
But... I love it.
There's nothing more amazing than looking at those numbers. Finding the solutions. Tracing the patterns that everyone else missed. The way a single discrepancy can unravel a whole network—it's like solving a puzzle that someone else spent years building.
I stretch and stand. Time to leave my office.
I have an office now.
I was in a cubicle at first, but it was inconvenient. Having people hover around me, watching my screen, asking questions while I was mid-calculation. The open space was interrupting other employees too—apparently, I mutter when I'm deep in work.
