#Chapter 182: Why Is She Here?

“Hazel, if you’ll come with me, there’s something I need to ask you about,” said one of the junior level staff. A question like this wasn’t too unusual, as with my departure, many people were asking me to help them with the small things I almost always took care of myself. But with the timing, quarter after four, I knew this was likely the ruse to get me to the surprise party I wasn’t supposed to know about. “Sure thing,” I said, keeping my face schooled. I didn’t want the staffer to know that I was dreading this whole thing, knowing Tina was going to be there. The staffer’s face immediately lit up. She looked relieved, likely having expected this to be much harder than it was. “Lead the way,” I told her, and she did so, walking down the hallway. Instead of turning to wear most of the junior staff members’ desks were located, she veered off toward the meeting rooms. The largest meeting room was at the end of the hallway near the entrance to the bathrooms. The usually transluc