Petra pov
I had been waiting for the right moment all morning.
The printer room had given me the picture I needed but a picture alone was not enough. A picture needed a story around it and a story needed witnesses and I had two of them standing right beside me and a plan that was simple enough to work cleanly if I moved at the right time.
I moved when Carina came out of the printer room.
She was walking down the corridor with the documents held against her chest and her expression composed and I came around in front of her and stopped and she stopped and looked at me and waited.
"What is up, gold digger?" I said pleasantly. "Found your next target already?"
She looked at me without blinking.
"Do you not have any work to do?" she said. "Or is harassing me your entire job description
