CHAPTER SEVEN
Had I really seen it? But why would I imagine an email with such a suggestive subject line?
And if I had seen it, then where did it go? A glitch? I can’t make sense of it. I’m sure it must be perfectly innocent, but what if it’s not the only email to disappear?
I leave a message with the IT department, wanting to check I’m not going mad. They don’t get back to me. That makes me a little edgy. Jack’s reason for firing me plays back in my mind and I know I can’t start a new job by making unintended mistakes.
My afternoon flies past in a blur of faces, company policies and standard compliance modules. I’m still entirely in the dark about what they do here. I call IT again and leave a message. Mackenzie doesn’t return and thankfully doesn’t call, so I head home, tired but mos
