Chapter 16I grabbed the schedule for the exhibition's opening and returned to Myriam's office. After standing outside so my boss couldn't see me while she spoke to someone, I heard the distinct click of a receiver slamming its phone base.
Before I could step into her doorway, Myriam announced, “Hasn't President Power warned you about eavesdropping? Really, you've got abominable manners, Kellan.”
I peered my head around the corner, momentarily paranoid she might throw an electric pencil sharpener or an extra pointy letter opener in my direction. Truly, the woman wanted me dead; the venomous vibes poured out of her skin regularly. I slunk into her office and pointed at the agenda.
“I was curious… ummm… Bitsy is supposed to speak before the lunch break tomorrow, but when I saw her earlier,
