Simmering Egos

It’s Friday afternoon before the dinner rush, both the best—and worst—time to get this over with. The idea, planted in my head by Gideon, has been rolling around in my head for two days. Finally, I decide to set it into motion.

I lean against the door frame of my office, taking a deep breath before calling out, “Vance, Briggs, could you both come in here for a moment?”

I don’t miss the sidelong gl