22- A Hypocrite

“What do you think you are doing?” His voice is hoarse and stern when he speaks, his jaw clenching in annoyance.

I take my hand off of him instantly, visibly gulping down. The anger that is radiating from him has me feeling weak and like a prey under his cold gaze.

“You…”I find myself unable to say anything to finish off my sentence.

With every passing second it seems like Spencer's anger doubles. I start to feel afraid. It doesn't help that almost half of the office has gathered around the ground floor to witness the scene. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious as well. What if he says something humiliating in front of all these people?

Spencer doesn't wait for me to say anything. He calls the security chief to hand the man over to the police for further investigation while I stand behind him like a lifeless statue. It's not only me who is just staring like a useless bystander. Time has stopped working for everyone present here and they are also silent audiences.

“I don't think I pay