Chapter 83

• Gulping down as much saliva as I could, my fingers balled into a fist in anxiety. “Yes,” I responded, my ears twitching waiting for the bomb shell to hit.
• “Where are you? You didn’t return to work as instructed,” Anthony’s voice was very calm, giving nothing away.
• I couldn’t tell if he was mad at me for not showing up at work after getting permission from him. But I was still waiting for him to drop the bomb on me. ‘You are fired. Don’t show your face at my office again.’ Stuff like that.