8. Suspicion

“Come in.”

Kevin’s commanding voice told Vanya to get in. The pantry girl then went in and put the coffee requested by her new boss. She tried her best to keep looking down and hid her face in case Kevin would see. As her face cowered, Vanya’s eyes scanned around the room, looking for the files she needed to execute the plan.

“Here’s your coffee, Sir.” she served the steaming hot caffeinated drink on the boss’ table, followed by a small pack of sugar and a stainless small spoon. “I haven’t put any sugar on it. In case you need some sweetener, I brought this sugar pack.”

The man stretched his arm and turned cracked his joints, then said, “Ah, finally. Thank you. This is what I need before another meeting.”

Vanya carved a slightly awkward smile before asking, “Is there anything else you want, Sir?”

Kevin shook his head. “You can leave now.”

As he raised his head, Kevin saw the pantry girl’s face more clearly. He furrowed his eyebrows, his gut told him that he had met this girl from some