#Chapter 104: Blackmail

Somehow I’m able to hold everything together for another hour, though I don’t actually get any work done. Instead, I focus on the blinking mouse cursor over a blank page and try to keep my lunch from resurfacing. I’m definitely going to be sick. But if I can hold it off. If I can keep things together until the end of the day. It’s too much to ask. One hour and fifteen minutes is all I make before I rush to the bathroom and my stomach turns inside out. After, as I’m washing out my mouth in the sink, I catch sight of myself in the mirror. I’m pale, looking a bit green around the edges. My eyes are red and wet. I want to go home. But I’m not even sure where that is anymore. It’s not back at Garnar’s. Still, I know I can’t stay here. Pushing out of the bathroom, I head into Kimberly’s office. She takes one look at me and says, “Go home. Right now.” Nodding, I back out of her office. I grab my stuff from my cubicle and head out into the lobby. I’m not quite ready to drive