I found myself fixated on Sarah, the company’s lead accountant. Knowing what I now knew about her sordid afternoon trysts in the storage shed with Lucas Park, I couldn't help but scrutinize her every movement, looking for the cracks in her professional facade. However, my intense focus on her didn't go unnoticed by the woman sitting right next to me.
Kate Walsh, the bombshell secretary Jennifer Arnoyd had assigned to be my "assistant," leaned in close, her eyes narrowing with a flash of mock indignation.
"Manager, why do you keep staring at Sarah like that?" Kate’s voice was intentionally loud, cutting through the ambient hum of the office and the distant rumble of the Longroad Logistics trucks outside. She projected her voice so that practically everyone within twenty feet could hear he
