Kelly
A blinding spike of anger exploded inside Kelly at Janice’s smug, knowing smile. Her fingers tightened around her clipboard so hard the heavy wood groaned under the pressure. She was an NYPD-trained officer, not some corporate subordinate to be intimidated by a passive-aggressive executive assistant. She had meandered through a lot more than sharp, sarcastic quips at the Police Department and come out unscathed. It would take a lot more to take someone down who had survived in a man’s world.
Every protective instinct she possessed flared to life. She wanted nothing more than to break through that prim and proper veneer and put the secretary firmly in her place.
Swallowing her mounting rage, Kelly forced her features into a mask of total numbness. She repeated the mandatory pre-fl
