Chapter 5

Henry shot to his feet, his chair clattering loudly behind him. "How is that possible? We had the deal with Mr. Morris all wrapped up."

He turned to me, his eyes sharp. "Beatrice, did you do this?"

As I was about to speak, the glass door to the office was jostled, making a few dull thuds.

A few employees were crowded at the door, trying to peek in. When they saw us looking their way, they hurriedly tried to scatter.

Henry's frustration hit its peak. He strode over and yanked the door open. "Why aren't you at your desks? What…