Grace knew something was going on with her boss but she had no idea what it was. Ever since that evening both her and Derrick had met up, the other felt distant and rarely spoke to her. She had missed work for two consecutive days and not informed her on anything. On the other hand Derrick had not spoken to her either,their earlier conversations that were always long strings of messages dwindling to only three at most, of which she would always be the initiator. Had she made a mistake? She needed answers. It would be easier to confront Heather than Derrick, she thought, as she packed up, ready to clock out for the weekend and what a better time to do that than on that day. Ambushing Heather was her best option,knowing that the other would most preferably want to skip out on the conv

