My Family Toasted

some cute little shell game, you’re ready to sit in my chair?”

“No.”

That stopped him.

I continued. “I don’t want your chair. I’m replacing it.”

His breathing changed.

“You arrogant—”

“Did you remove files from the records room?”

Silence.

There it was.

“Who told you that?” he asked.

“Did you?”

“You have spies now?”

“Employees who care about the company. Did you continue reading …