Chapter 3
“What the hell’s going on?”
Toni sighed when her supervisor shoved open the curtains surrounding the cubicle. The whistle of metal rings against the pole set her nerves to twitching with discomfort, but she turned around and looked Peter Rodriguez in the eye. “They’re my mates.”
Rodriguez was a d**k. There was no other way to describe him. They tolerated each other well enough, mostly because she wasn’t afraid of him like the rest of the staff were. Toni found if she served him nothing more than the truth, he couldn’t manipulate it to his own ends. But that had changed a month ago when he’d tried it on, she’d rebuffed him, and he’d made an attempt to cop a feel of her boob. She’d told management, only they hadn’t believed her, and then, they’d gone and informed Rodriguez of h
