She Read His Name. She Never Read the Rest of the File.
PART 2 "You think I don't know what you're doing?" Diana stood in the middle of the open office — 8:52 a.m., everyone present — right hand holding a printed sheet, which she threw straight into Marcus's chest. The paper grazed his shirt and fell to the floor. "This is your fabricated complaint. HR has already seen it. You think a 24-year-old intern dares to play this game with me?" She stepped closer — lowering her voice, but just enough for the whole room to hear. "Do you know who this company's lawyer is? I will sue you back for defamation. You'll owe a debt you won't pay off in your entire lifetime." The hum of the air conditioning. The sound of someone's keyboard stopping. No one breathed loudly. Marcus stood still. The paper lay at his feet. He didn't bend down to pick it up. "Pick it up." Diana stared straight into his face. "Pick it up and read it out loud for the whole room to hear." Twenty...