Alien Pilot Needs a Nanny (Alien Nanny Agency 2)

“Deerborne, a little help?” someone shouted impatiently from the street.

“See you later,” April said, darting into the glass lobby.

Just like the lobbies of fancy condominiums in the holo-films, this one had a smooth, polished stone floor.

She headed to the other side of the area, and was surprised to find true, old-fashioned elevators, just as Deerborne had said, not the dizzying chutes found in most city buildings.

She swiped her bracelet and waited.

The doors had barely begun to open when she heard angry sobbing from within.

Another young woman, with something purple smeared all over her dress, stormed out of the elevator. She had a suitcase in each hand and a furious expression on her face.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she sneered when she laid eyes on April.

April opened her mouth and closed it again.

“Good luck with that little monster,” the other girl spat. “I give you a week, tops.”

The doors began to slide shut again and April snapped herself out of it, sticking her hand out to stop them. She stepped on, ignoring the other woman’s outburst.

“If I were you, I’d head right back out the way you came in,” the girl yelled as the elevator doors closed.

What was that all about?

Whatever it was, it was too late to worry about it now. April was here, and she really needed this job.

Placing her bracelet against the penthouse sensor, she focused on watching it turn green, and tried to ignore how many buttons there were.

But she couldn’t help thinking about the level of the penthouse and the size of all those buildings. She’d never been a big fan of heights. Hopefully, this place wouldn’t be one of those glass boxes that they showed on the holo-films.

It doesn’t matter,she reminded herself. You’re lucky to be here. You’ll make it work.

After what seemed like entirely too long, the elevator reached the penthouse level with a ding, and the doors slid open.