Control
Jake learns lessons in controlJake timed it so that he knocked on Vanessa’s door at 4:45 precisely, just as instructed. Vanessa’s voice, firm yet inviting, called out from behind the door, "Come in." Jake opened the door and stepped inside, his heart pounding in his chest. Vanessa sat behind her large mahogany desk, her posture impeccable, her head down. "Close the door," she instructed without looking up from the papers she was perusing. Jake obeyed,...