EVERETT"Are you heading home?" Kyra shows up at my office door as soon as I drag my feet into it with my laptop in my hands. "Good job today, despite whatever happened earlier in the work day. I had some time during lunch to think, and I can't blame you for not coming prepared for my job. Since it was never your responsibility to deal with my workload, I shouldn't have placed those expectations over you." She takes a beat. "You're not getting paid to do my job." Then she fixes her bun. "It's just that Wayne gets on my nerves sometimes, or let's say, the manner he sometimes makes his comments drive me up the wall and act out rashly. I'm sorry I took it out on you.""It's all right now, Kyra," I say as I sit down in my swivel chair. "We fixed what we needed to fix, and I just handed him a bunch of reports before coming down." I blow out a sigh. "So it's all taken care of for the time being.""How's your headache?""It's all good."My mind goes back to the aspirin bottle Mr Thorne casua
EVERETT"He hasn't come out of his office since last night." Macy sips her coffee while standing in the long hallway, talking to another colleague on the document review team. "I wonder what he's doing inside it."Kyra walks up to her and joins in their conversation."Well, I saw him coming back to the office building after his supposed business dinner." She crosses her hands on her chest. "He looked furious and banged the door behind him. I guess something might have gone wrong with that business deal they had us working for yesterday. Maybe the plan they had in the works didn't suit the clients. Even Finn mentioned something about it in passing, mentioning how stressful the whole contract was when I ran into him." Kyra rubs her elbows, shuddering. "Now that I'm thinking about it, this might scream disaster for us.""Yeah, we got called earlier into work today because the boss wanted us to check out the new contract they are negotiating with this client." Macy nods her head. "I wonde
EVERETTAfter saying that, I walk inside my office, closing the door behind me. I pull out the files that need my immediate attention as I review the tasks that Kyra shared with me yesterday. Ticking off several things from my to-do list, I plop down in my office chair as I turn on the monitor to go through my mail to see if there are any updates by Mr Thorne for me, considering the business dinner didn't go to plan. And perhaps there might be some adjustments that need to be relayed through email if he needed them.I'm sad to see that there's nothing from him. My email has just one new forwarded message from Kyra, and the contents of the email are about some information she needs to send to another client.I blow out a raspy breath from my mouth, attaching the relevant files to the forwarded email and sending it back to her so she can answer the client.Just to make sure I'm not missing some new information about the business meeting from someone in the office, I move on to check my
WAYLON"Goddamn this!" I throw the file in my hands to the floor. "Is this how they are going to save this fucking company?" I swallow hastily. "Who was behind this? Which employee prepared this nonsensical report?" I press the button on my two-way business pager machine and wait for the office manager to walk in. She's usually quick to respond. "I need to find out who did this to fuck us over."Are these the same budgeting reports Ms Fischer was working on yesterday?The office manager knocks once against the front office door, and when I don't say anything for a minute, she walks into the room."Did you need something from me, Mr Thorne?"Taking a sharp inhale, I gesture with my eyes to the file that has landed on the floor."Can you find out which department was responsible for all the mess last night? That report is riddled with mistakes, so much so that I think it's a joke for them. I don't think they care about this company or its growth and reputation." I exhale a shaky breath.
EVERETT"What was that about, huh?" My mind is blank with all the unnecessary yelling it has just gone through. "Why is he so mad?" I ask myself as I step into the elevator car. "Maybe-maybe I was wrong, and I made mistakes, as Mr Thorne said. But why did he talk to me like that?"Confusion riddles me, and a sigh escapes from my mouth. I run both my hands through my hair as the doors close before me. Luckily, no one else takes the elevator at the same time as me, so it gives me some time to figure this out for myself.I'm not even angry at this point.I'm just confused.How do I fix the mistakes I made in the report if I don't have the slightest clue about them?His words come to mind.Do you have any vague idea or regard for the amount of damage you have singlehandedly caused to the reputation of this company?What were you thinking?I did everything in my power to make the working environment friendly and welcoming to you. You knew how significant that client was to me and for the
EVERETTStaring at the bright computer screen before me, I bite my lip. As far as my eyes can see, as I go through the data mentioned in the report on the lit-up screen, I realise that I haven't come across it before. It's new. The file I brought from Mr Thorne's office with me is not the set of papers I have come up with on my own, or the data inside it is in any way whatsoever curated by me.Was there a mismatch of information between the departments?Did they pick out someone else's reports and label them as mine?Or was there a genuine misunderstanding on the part of the office manager?Did she have trouble finding out about the person responsible behind the inaccurate report?But then again, why did she pick me to take the fall?I exhale, taking into account that another significant position in the marketing department remains vacant, and this is how it affects our team in the long run. I also recognise that I'm undertaking twice the workload till Kyra hires another assistant to
WAYLONPunching the keys on my laptop's keyboard to add my own comments to the copy of the report, I see that there has to be some mistake with the data. I scroll through the document, drawing it down the screen to eye the data carefully for the nth time. My fingers end up lining my lips, and a sigh escapes my mouth. Something catches my eye. I go back to the pile of brown boxes sitting near my work desk and uncover the lid. Then I fish out the files myself to recheck the recommendations made in the document by Ms Fischer.I don't have an idea why but my heart feels like it isn't ready to believe that she was the one who could have sabotaged the business deal. She might have been reckless in the past, but she somehow always manages to triumph over her minor slips in judgement. Furthermore, I have always seen her coming from a sincere place to help the company. So I can't comprehend what her deal is?How could she have gotten this wrong?Going through file after file, I see that the
WAYLON "Move that arm from my shoulder right now, man." Finn shakes his head as he moves away from me. "Fine, asshole." Then he shoots me a glare before grabbing the hot cup of coffee and walking to the tall high-rise window in the middle of my office so he can enjoy the stunning view of the cityscape. "What should we do about Ms Fox? She's proving out to be quite a nuisance. I don't know what I want to do with her. Maybe I should send her the email that tells her she's fired." Then I yawn big, stretching my arms behind my back. "But I don't know if I want to wreck the marketing department when it's already struggling. Maybe we need to put some feelers into the market and hire another competent person when the time comes. Something tells me that it's going to be soon. Then perhaps that would work even if it's sprung on the marketing department from nowhere." Putting a hand over my mouth, I yawn again. "The marketing department would somehow have to find their feet again." Finn