Taking Orders

Stella

What an arrogant ass. He’s just as egotistical as he always was.

I rub my temples as the back door slams shut behind Vance. I stalk back across the room, giving Briggs a look as I pass. He lifts his hands in supplication. “Sorry, boss. But to be fair, he started it.”

“This is a kitchen, not a boxing ring,” I hiss, shooting Briggs a glare that makes him practically shrink. “If you have a pr