“Rosemary, where are you going?”

Markus jogged down the corridor, catching up to the woman whose steps were filled with anger and hurt.

Rosemary stopped, turning sharply. Her eyes were red.

“I need air, Markus. Before I lose my temper completely.”

Markus frowned with concern. “What happened? I heard voices from all the way down the hall.”

Rosemary shook her head, her voice trembling. “Adrian… he defended her, Markus. Cassandra walked into his office pretending to be all innocent and remorseful, and Adrian—he yelled at me for accusing her again!”

Markus sighed heavily, trying to stay calm. “You know Cassandra is a master manipulator. But Adrian’s under a lot of...