It had been Spencer that had hired her and Spencer who hadn't canned her the instant he'd found out she'd lied to him. Spencer who encouraged her to make her lies good, Spencer who supported her when got tight.
And it was to Spencer now that Jazz looked. "Do you think I can do it?"
Maybe, she thought - a wary excitement suddenly working it's way into her bloodstream - if he did, it could be something they could talk about. But if he didn't,...well, she was happy here. She could keep being happy.