The fire had consumed half of the forty-story building of the Fabien Textile Company. There had also been window breakage and massive water damage to the floors of the building.
"Miss Fabien," said a man who was a firefighter. His tired eyes looked ghostly to Elise. Based on how the young CEO clenched her fist in frustration, Elise knew Olivia was also battling tension inside.
"The fire gutted offices from the 22nd floor and caused massive destruction on the floors above. However, no significant portion of the structure collapsed. It appeared that someone from the twenty-second floor had burned some papers."
"Papers?"
"Yes, Miss Fabien. We suspect an inside job."
Right, Elise thought to herself. Olivia had discussed the potential threats that she would face in the next few days. Obvi
