Chapter Fifty

Michael's POV:

The first person to come in was a woman and she had a smile on her face. If it was to make me go easy on her, then it wasn't going to work.

I flipped a page of my journal containing questions over before placing my elbow on the table and staring at her with the hardest look I had on.

"Your name is Jadon Sharper?" I asked and she nodded. "When did you get this job?"

"In the first week of November last year."

"So that's three months ago?"

She nodded. "Yes, sir. Three months ago."

"Did you come with a copy of your résumé? I asked that everyone come with it."

She blinked and her eyes darted around for a few seconds. I could read the fear in her eyes and it was enough to tell me what I wanted to know. But I was going to wait for her to speak and if she chose not to, I was going to make her fucking break.

"I wanted to but I realized that my email got deleted. In Fact, I lost a lot of my information during a fire at my house."

I stared