Chapter 9
Probation
Bar silently watched as David helped Cutler get comfortable in the only other chair available in the office besides the plush one behind the desk. Taking the cane, he propped it against the desk and took his place at Cutler’s back. He could see Bar’s reaction to his actions, but the woman managed to keep her emotions from showing. She shut the door and quickly took her chair.
“I have something I need to discuss with you.”
“I’m doing fine,” Cutler interrupted with an edge of bitterness. “Thank you for asking.”
Bar gave her an irritated glance. “I didn’t call you in here to pick a fight, Cut.”
“No?” Cutler tilted her head slightly. “Then let me get this out on the table before we go any further. David and I are aware of the little games you"ve been playing, trying
