Unwanted Encounters

Fiona aggressively drags me down the plush carpeted hallway all the way to Kaelen’s top-floor office. Her manicured nails dig into the fabric of my sleeve, pulling me along. But just inches from his heavy mahogany door, she hits the brakes. She releases my arm and pulls a small compact mirror from her pocket, pausing to frantically perfect her makeup. She applies a fresh layer of lip gloss, smooth