Did you do it

With a worried look, Director James walked into Mr. Stark's office, and when he and the chairman's gaze locked, he drew his eyes to the floor and said, “Good morning, boss. Charlotte told me that you requested to see me?”

“Yes. You are fire.” Mr. Stark said in a flat tone. “You will get compensated, and you should clear your desk.”

A look of horror and disbelief flashed through Director James's face, and it took him a long moment to collect himself enough to answer back, “Boss, I don't understand?”

Giving him a dull stare, Mr. Stark frowned and said, “What’s not the to understand? You are fire. Clear your desk and walk out, and don't return to the company. Another casting director will come in soon to replace you.”

With that, Mr. Stark returned to the large stack of papers on his table and picked up his pen.

Confused and desperate, Director James stood there, staring at Mr. Stark, and then he let out as the office door opened, “Is this about yesterday... about Genevieve? Whatever