Never Let The Bad Guy Win

Synopsis

"Call the police! She's trying to kill me!" Bianca Caldwell shouted. I froze, the coffee in my hand sloshing. Bianca pointed at me. "You drugged me. You put something in my coffee!" She was crying as she yelled. Drugged her? My mind buzzed. "I... I never touched your cup," I stammered. I set my coffee down, completely baffled. She grabbed her phone and started dialing. "Cut the act! You definitely tampered with my coffee this morning. I almost drank it." My coworkers started whispering among themselves. The manager, Scott Taylor, stepped out of the conference room, his brow furrowed. "What's going on?" "Mr. Taylor," Bianca sobbed, her voice trembling, "Claire drugged my coffee."