AISLYN

It was meant to be a verbal confrontation but the confrontation turned into a heated argument and when Aila hit me on the face I couldn’t hold my rage in, I had to retaliate.

I blame it on bad timing or just sheer bad luck that Dyer had to come right then.

The change in her countenance was like a light switch being turned on.

From vicious and spiteful to soft and pathetic. She’s sure a wolf in sheep’s clothing and her sly cunning ways irk me each time.

I enter Dyers’ office ...