Dicipline
Joyce Knightly: February 23rd,20XX Archer shifted in his seat and awkwardly avoided my gaze by looking around the room. While I had done a good job of decorating my office, it was nothing as grand as to capture the attention of a fifteen-year-old boy. “Archer, what happened?” I took care to lower my voice and speak slowly, but my mind was a frazzled mess. While I didn’t know exactly what Eva had done to Harvey, I knew she had done something, and that something had directed his actions without him being aware of it. I knew Harvey. He was a nice man; he wasn’t the brightest, but he was friendly and prone to following orders. It was a mystery how he’d risen to the position of a team leader, but none of the people he directed seemed to mind it, and he always met deadlines and departmental
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