#Chapter 42: The Plan

Renee’s POV I march over to my desk and begin to yank the drawers open. Papers fly up in the air around me. I know I have my original sketches somewhere. All the designers are still in the board room comforting Mia so they aren’t here to see me go crazy, though they would all be acting the same way if someone accused them of plagiarizing work. When my desk is thoroughly rummaged I stand back up and tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear. I put my hands on my hips and sigh. I have designs that go back to the summer from when I first got fired but these ones are gone. I stop and try to think. If I were as wicked as Mia where would I put the designs. I scan the room and my eyes fall on her desk. I walk over to it. This is probably the only real wrong that I’ve done to her but she has it coming. I begin to take apart her desk. Pulling drawers open, dumping folders on the ground, emptying all the contents of her desk. Then I hear a gasp. “What are you doing?” I look up and