Fiona
Staying far enough behind that I don’t get caught, I follow Jessica and Angela down the hallway, ducking behind a door when one of them turns around. I can’t hear their whispers, but with the way they glance over their shoulders, they’re up to something.
They finally walk into the bathroom at the end of the hall, and to keep from being seen, I stand right outside the door. It may look ridiculous, but I press my ear close to the door.
“He did?” Angela asks on a gasp.
“Of course. With this promotion, he’ll get my job back, and soon, we’ll have the inheritance, and Fiona will be out of your way,” Jessica says. I clench my jaw to keep from saying anything.
There’s a giggle from inside before Angela asks, “What do you have planned?”
“Just a little something.”
“Tell me,” Angela
