Adrian and Lopez sprang apart, startled. Standing in the doorway was Gabriel, his face a mask of surprise that quickly turned into fear.

“What the hell was that? Since when did you imbibe this gross misconduct?” Adrian yelled at him.

“I’m sorry, sir. I was carried away. I wanted to tell Madam that we are done setting up her office,” Gabriel explained.

“And you lost your fingers in the process, so you couldn’t knock?” he yelled again.

“I think you should stop yelling,” Lopez interfered.

“I think you should mind your business,” Adrian snapped at her.

“Then my business it is.” Lopez turned to get her bag. She walked out...