Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

He didn't say another word, just clenched his fists at his sides. Behind the gold- rimmed glasses, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

A sharp knock came at the door.

"Come in," Carolyn called.

Richard, the executive assistant, stepped inside with two security guards. They yanked Devin up from where he'd been kneeling on the floor.

Richard shot a look at Peter, the department manager.

Peter's voice was flat and icy. "I can walk out on my own."

Without waiting for a response, he turned and strode toward the door.

The guards dragged Devin, the deputy project manager, out of the office. Devin struggled the whole way, shouting, "Ms. Witt! Please! Just give me one more chance, I swear I'll do better!"

Carolyn's lips pressed into a thin line. Her face was stone cold. She didn't even look at him.

Once Devin was gone, Carolyn finally spoke, her tone brisk and chilly. "Richard, send out a notice. We're meeting in the conference room in ten minutes. I'll be appointing a new project manager and deputy."

"Yes, Ms. Witt."

pulled a week of late nights. At last,

hand, Carolyn headed to

back to the country, she'd been to Fisher Corp's headquarters

receptionist, Mindy, knew

Mindy greeted her

stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button

went all the way up Every time Carolyn visited, she could only wait in the lounge on twenty-seven until Joshua finished. whatever he was

the elevator, Allison was just walking

rep's signature and the company seat Since their office wasntar, she figured

the law firm last time,

called Joshua's assistant, John, but he hadn't picked up— probably caught up

her at the front desk. "Miss,

to see

sized her up, suspicion flaring in her eyes. Another one

of how many hopefuls she'd