"You're the sort of person the Senior Partners are going to notice," Lindsey replied, flipping the card between his fingers as he walked. "They appreciate the hard work. It's going to set you apart from those just looking to bring in a paycheck."
He reached out to grab the door handle to the records room and swiped his card. The light turned green and he opened it, holding it open for Sarah. "Honestly, you know you want to go somewhere, you'll get there if you work for it. Worked for me," he muttered, glancing around the room.