“I need to see you in here for a few minutes, Nurse Ward. It has to do with what we discussed last week.”
Steeling herself, Shanna slipped a hand into her pocket and turned into his office. As she entered she pressed the power and record buttons on the remote, which she’d trained her fingers to do by touch alone. Though she knew perfectly well what was coming, she waited for Wycombe to tell her to shut and lock the door before she did it. She wanted every bit of incrimination she could get.
“Open your dress, b***h. In fact take it right off, the bra too.”
“And what happens if I don’t?”
“You know what happens. You’ll be fired, your career as a nurse will be finished, and you’ll go to prison for stealing drugs.”
Shanna began crying, mostly for the benefit of the camera. Her shame and ou
