“Listen, Sean, I am as single as it gets. There must be some mistake,” I said. “Are you sure you got the right records?”
Sean sighed. “Hazel Whitaker, correct? Please confirm your date of birth and social security number for me.”
I whispered the info into my phone so no one else would overhear.
“That’s what we entered into the database. I don’t know what to tell you, it comes up as ‘married’ under marital status,” Sean said.
Of course. Of course this one simple thing I should have gotten did not go my way. “Okay, thank you for calling,” I hung up, frustrated and confused, but I didn’t have time for this, I had to get back to work.
After helping Logan with his weekly schedule, I decided to start trying to build my case against Bob. My job was on the line and I needed to figure out what he was up to…fast.
I walked to the pantry, a well-known source of office gossip. Surely somebody had some dirt on him. This was the place where everyone learned about his potential in-office affair with a former assistant of his, after all. (And how we learned his wife attacked and cut off that girl’s hair in the parking lot soon after she found out herself.)
The pantry was abuzz alright…but not about Bob. Everyone in the pantry seemed to have another on their mind: Logan.
“Oh hey Hazel,” another secretary named Ella said when I walked in. “How’s it going with everyone’s favorite CEO?”
“Oh, uh…fine,” I said, not wanting to get stuck in a conversation about Logan when I had other convos to eavesdrop on.
“You are so lucky to get to work with him so closely,” Ella said, with more than a hint of jealousy in her voice. “What’s he like anyway?”
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