#Chapter 200: You’re Fired

“Esther,” Crystal says, stepping into my office in the headquarters. It’s around lunchtime. “Representative Hamilton wishes to speak with you.” That’s not unusual. He probably wants to have lunch together. “Thank you, Crystal,” I say and start wrap up my work for lunchbreak. It doesn’t take long. Then, I head into Miles’s office. Since he was expecting me, I don’t knock. Surprisingly, he’s not sitting behind his desk, reading those reports I sent over. Nor is he on his phone, or seemingly doing any work at all. Maybe he wrapped up for lunch before me? Usually he’s always a few minutes behind, wanting to work until I practically had to drag him away. Right now, he’s standing in the middle of his office. Holding the remote, he’s watching his television. The sound is on. It’s a recap of the debate, highlighting all of Edward’s greatest hits. He glances, spotting me, then immediately turns off the television. Not muted – all the way off. “Esther,” he says. “You’re here.” He se