I Sent My Coworker to Prison
The next day, I didn't go back to work.
Instead, I hired the pack's legal counsel and had them send a formal demand letter.
Less than thirty minutes after it was delivered, Evander called.
"Mirabel, what is this supposed to mean?
"The company was simply trying to let a coworker share in your family's joy, and now you're turning around and biting the hand that fed you?"
I snorted.
"Share in our joy?
"You call breaking into Ronan's bedroom through a window, drugging him, and staging a fake assault good intentions?"