Chapter 10
I was sitting in front of my manager, Mr. Richmond, while he examined the ruined contracts. Through the blind slits, the mirrored building across the street reflected our building. I was trying to find the office I was sitting in.
Richmond's no-nonsense tone cut through my musings. "Did you offend someone in this office?" He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose when he raised his head to meet my eyes.
My jaw dropped.
What the hell? How was this my fault?
"No. I've been professional with all of my colleagues."
He tilted his head and shifted his lips to the side. His eyes came down half-lidded. "Really? Because I've been getting reports that you've been spiking coffees. Does that sound like professional behavior to you?" His nostrils flared.
I gaped at him. Were the
