![]() ![]() They’re a tangle of groping limbs, hot mouths, and clear intent. The back door of a club opens and spits Oskar Voyjik and two others into the alley. ![]() ![]() I stare at my screen, watching the CCTV footage that’s gone viral. I have free rein to do whatever it takes, and it turns out whatever it takes is Oskar. If I can’t turn Oskar’s entitled party boy image around, we’ll both be shown the door. He may be San Jose royalty, but with the stunts Oskar’s been pulling, the team owner is down to his last thread of patience. I’ve got Lane’s sole focus now in all the wrong ways.īeing appointed head of San Jose’s PR department was a dream come true … until I met Oskar Voyjik. It might have been a stunt to get the attention of Lane Pierce, San Jose’s new PR manager, but I didn’t realize what the consequences would be when I did it. After a little mishap in an alleyway with CCTV, my public image needs fixing. ![]()
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