JASMINE
On Saturday morning, I was looking through some reports on the casino, upstairs in my office, when I recalled that Blake had recently printed out the PowerPoint slides from a presentation we'd been given earlier that week. He had taken some handwritten notes and I wanted to make sure I took them into consideration before I responded to the CEO's email that was awaiting a reply, so I descended the stairs to go find them in his office.
As I approached, I noticed the door was slightly ajar with light trickling into the hallway, and voices in a passionate conversation, possibly an argument. Curiosity getting the best of me, I snuck closer so I could better hear what was going on.
"f*****g Artemis, Lucy, now is not the time. Blake could come back any second. Put your clothes back on.
