“Not that I’m nagging at you, but why are you arguing with the likes of her? She’s got nothing to lose anymore so she isn’t afraid of you! Don’t mess with her.”
“Okay.” Shaina nodded.
Tanya stared at them angrily, and yelled. “You—”
“Get lost!” But she was quickly rebuked by Quentin. He even waved his arm as if she were a fly buzzing. “Don’t dirty my office!”
“What’s the commotion here?”
JL stood outside the office door with his arms crossed over his chest and looked at them nonchalantly.
Shaina glanced across the room at where the voice had come from. The rumored producer, JL, was younger than she had imagined.
In his smart-looking suit and carefully coiffed hair, he looked to be about 28.
He looked reliable and steady, with his sharp features and strong brows, except he was just
