Osita dragged Thea into his office without another word, his grip firm but not rough, as though he was afraid she might disappear if he loosened his hold.
Once they were inside, he turned sharply and closed the door behind them, the click loud in the sudden quiet.
Downstairs, the tension he left behind lingered.
Natalia stood frozen for a second, staring at the closed office door like it had personally insulted her. Slowly, she turned to Lisa, her eyes burning. “Why did Osita fire Ray?” she asked, her voice deceptively calm.
Lisa swallowed hard. She clasped her hands together, nerves written all over her face. “Maybe…” she began, then stopped, unsure if she should continue.
“Maybe what?” Natalia pressed, stepping closer.
“Maybe it’s because of Thea,” Lisa finally said, her voice bar
