“’No?’” I echoed. The word flitted around in my brain, not totally sinking in.I had been so confident, so sure that Logan would agree the company needed more stringent sexual harassment rules and punishments.How could he just turn it down without even looking at it? Was he trivializing the importa
Dawn had pulled a fast one on everyone, and I felt particularly targeted. I had only wanted to help Maria and the others in the office who had been sexually harassed. Dawn had taken my enthusiasm and manipulated it to help push out these new rules that were so stringent, they barely made sense.For
But I couldn’t do so right now. For now, I had to follow the rules and do as Dawn directed.Forgetting about the bathroom and my break, I swiveled on my heel and hurried back to my desk. Then, suddenly determined, I stormed past it and into Logan’s office.“Logan,” I said.He shook his head. “It’s M
Maria lent me the shortest skirt in her closet. It surely broke several dress codes.“Dawn is going to write me up the minute she sees me wearing this,” I said, holding it up against me.“It’s nothing worse than what Elena wore on the regular,” Maria said. “In fact, unless they changed it, I’m fairl
“We have a lot to discuss,” Dawn called through the door.Logan and I both froze.Very softly, Logan cursed.“We can’t be behind closed doors alone,” I whispered.He glanced around, the gears in his head clearly turning. After a second or two, he dipped his head toward his desk.“I’ll distract her,
I should have known he was still on my side. He was a CEO first, but he was still someone who cared about me. I was a fool to doubt him.“If we bring him back –” Logan said.“Absolutely not,” Dawn cut him off.“He’s a good worker who was well liked in the office,” Logan said.“I will not undermine m
I carried my last box into my new apartment. With my signature on the lease, everything was no official. After years of misery in my parents’ house and weeks of couch surfing, I finally had a place of my very own.Somewhere I could sit in quiet solitude and reflect. Or eat pizza and binge reality te
But here in the shadows, Logan could kiss and hold his long-lost wife.His phone rang and with a sigh, they broke apart.“Let it go to voicemail,” Hazel suggested, a bit of hope, a bit of disappointment in her eyes.“It could be important,” Logan said, then watched as disappointment fully wiped the
“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