e. I was a Senior Project Manager, good at my job, respected by my team. In my previous life, I let Liam'

two of a major software launch, when my desk phone buzzed.

id, her voice low. "But you have a situati

creep in, but I pushed it down, replacing it wit

as standing in the middle of the pristine, marble-floored space, yelling at Mike, our gruff but fair Head of Security. A junior accountant, a

ic finger at Peterson. "This is a five-hundred-dollar jacket! And he assaulte

rity footage and three eyewitness accounts, you walked directly into Mr. Pet

s demeanor changed. He rus

hal won't do anything about it! You need to fire both of them and

, to apologize on his behalf, to wri

e expression was a mixture of resignation and curiosity. Everyone was watching, wa

oved his han

orry for my brother's behavior. If you feel you were assaulted, I enc

s widened. Lia

ording to standard company procedure for a non-employee causing a disturban

issed, his face turning a blotchy r

said, my voice dropping. "A man who causes

closer, trying to use the emotional b

nly I could hear. "You promised her on her dea

so much power over me w

voice like ice. "I'm teaching you the one less

n him, addressing

perations. Please escort him from the premises. He is not to be al

," Mike said, a flicker

g about promises and betrayal. The sound was music to my ears. The elevator doors slid shut, cutting off the noise, and a