CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

The files were ready.

I checked the watch again, and it was exactly twelve o'clock. I had to go to Paula’s office now; no matter how much I avoided her, I still had to report to her. I picked up some of the files and made my way out of the office, towards Paula’s floor.

My heart was almost beating out of my chest by the time I got to her floor, and I tried various breathing techniques to calm myself down. No one worked.

I saw Paula first. My heart jumped. She was directing one of the staff in her department furiously, and I could almost see the man shaking in his pants. I felt for him. Then her eyes turned to me. I smiled.

“Lana.” She called and began walking towards me. I tried to still my racing heart. It did not work. I put on a straight face, so at least she could not tell I was nervous.

“My office.” She stated it flatly and began walking back towards it.

I could tell that almost all eyes were on me. Perhaps they tried to feel sorry for the situation I was in now. I gripped t