"Enough!"
Harold stepped out of the elevator with several security guards. He was not wearing his suit jacket, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows.
"Take the two of them to the security room and call the police," Harold ordered the guards. "In addition, notify the IT department to immediately block all their system accounts and email addresses. They are not to take a single document out with them."
The security guards rushed forward immediately and dragged away Daniel and Vivian, who were disheveled and still cursing at each other.
Daniel's tie had been yanked into a crumpled mess of fabric, and the side of Vivian's dress was torn open with a long gash.
The corridor fell silent again. Nobody moved; everyone stayed rooted to the spot.
Harold stood in the middle o
