Ember dislodged a wrinkled and torn piece of paper from the copy machine and held it up for Linda’s inspection. The other woman groaned and accepted the ruined offering. “It was, but thankfully I saved it on my computer before printing. I’ll speak to Kalli about this and have it replaced as soon as possible. There’s no excuse for faulty equipment.” She mumbled a thanks and cleaned up the papers littering the floor, then left the room. Ember checked to make sure nothing was left jammed inside the machine before trudging back to her office. She hesitated outside. I don’t recall Linda closing this door. She glanced around but didn’t see anyone else in the hall. Ember took a deep breath, turned the knob, and cautiously stepped inside. The first thing she noticed was the bathroom door standing open. Her stomach tightened with dread and more than a little fear. She picked up a paperweight from the desk, held it in front of her, and crept toward the entrance. Her breath hitched as she raised the weapon high and reached inside to turn on the light.
