HIS sharp gaze flickered between Queen and the employee. The tension was thick, but his face remained unreadable.

"What is going on here?" His cold, deep and sharp voice demanded.

The woman and Queen opened their mouths to speak and Oswald raised up his left hand.

"Enough." His deep voice cut through the silence like a knife. He wasn't ready to listen to noise.

Everyone held their breath.

The employee, still standing her ground, finally turned to him. Oswald studied her for a moment, then said, "Go back to work."

The woman gave Queen one last look before nodding at Oswald and walking away. The watching employees quickly scattered, pretending...