Logan glanced out of his office window as Sabrina droned on about…he wasn’t even sure, he’d stopped listening about ten minutes in. He hated how sad Hazel looked, slumped over her keyboard. Sabrina was just the first person the temp agency had recommended. He felt he had to find someone quickly t
I pushed past Maria and ran down the hall after Sabrina. I caught up to her just as she burst through Logan’s door. She slammed it in my face when I got there and locked it behind me. I jiggled the handle hard, but no luck. I pounded on the door, but Sabrina just pulled the blinds shut. I stepped
Finally, the day from hell was over and I was finally able to leave for a different form of hell at home. I started getting ready to leave when I heard Sabrina’s voice. “Um, Hazel? What do you think you’re doing?” She called from her desk. I briefly considered pretending I had not heard her. “It
The next morning when I arrived at work, I found a typed up daily to-do list on my desk. I picked it up, and another paper that had been beneath it fluttered to the floor. I set the to-do list back down and picked up the paper from the floor. It looked to be a printed news article. My mouth fell ope
I had tried to calm myself as much as I could while I was out getting Logan’s breakfast. I did some breathing techniques, I went back to my car to scream into the jacket I kept in there, I did the counting backwards from ten thing. By the time I got back to our office floor, I was feeling considerab
Maria didn’t respond after that, so I assumed she got caught up with something. I needed to get back to my desk anyway before Sabrina came in here looking for me. I stepped out of the stall and washed my hands. A moment later, the bathroom door slammed open. I jumped and turned. “Maria?” “Girl
Elena walked up the catered buffet that she and Sabrina had set up for Hazel’s former client at a local hall they rented out. They had ordered Chinese food, the head of the company’s favorite according to Hazel’s detailed lists she had emailed over earlier that day. “The spring rolls, you added p
Logan was sitting in his chair in his office when I arrived. The lights were out except for a single floor lamp in the corner. He had his hands placed almost like a prayer position in front of him, his elbows resting on the desk, and he had his forehead resting against the thumbs of his hands. His e
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit