Benita's demeanor changed like a switch. She burst into tears.
"I-I'm sorry, Secretary Kellie. We were just talking about last night, and I got overwhelmed. I didn't mean to fight her!"
Vienna stared in disbelief.
Just moments ago, she had seen a woman willing to murder her. Now she was crying like a child caught in a lie.
"That's right, Miss Kellie," Vienna said with a forced smile, adjusting her tousled hair.
"I might've overreacted. Just a heated moment. Isn't that right, friend?"
She patted Benita's hand gently. Benita flinched, her fingers curling into fists before she forced herself to nod.
Kellie looked between them, skeptical but didn't push.
"Well... since you're talking things out, I won't intrude."
As she turned to leave, Vienna grabbed her wrist.
"Wait. You didn't
