Dancing Shoes

Eve kept a fast pace as she fled from the elevator, her assistant hot on her heels.

"Boss...boss, I don't...I didn't know!" His voice was loud behind her, but all that occupied her mind and kept echoing in her ears were those words.

It was as though they had been said directly to her, and she managed to keep walking in her stilettos, her chest heaving as she got to her office and opened the door...

Another surprise awaited her.

Her office which had been organised minutes ago, was in a state of disarray, turned upside down and scattered beyond recognition.

Her heart skipped and stopped for a moment.

"Wha...what is this?" Eve muttered, her fingers trembling as she ran them through the table where her drawers were open.

"Oh my God! Who is this crazy bitch! Security!" Vegas yelled, and in a minute, uniformed security rushed into the office.

"The boss' office was ransacked! What were you doing..."

Apologies and explanations and more telling were flying in from all directions, but Eve's eye