Kapitel 11: Chapter 11: Force Majeure

I was sweating and my heart was pounding as I tried to process what just happened. Nothing made sense right now. What did she mean by bringing his secret to her? How was I going to do that anyways?

I took three breaths in an attempt to collect myself before responding calmly. “I’m not sure I understand what you mean.”

“I want an exposé on Declan Samuelson. I want you to cover him. Do your research, find what he’s hiding and write the piece. Sound simple enough?”

Why was she convinced he was hiding something? And why me?

“But that’s not my department,” I voiced out.

“I decide who gets to work on what in this place, and I decided that I want you to work on this,” she paused. “You don’t want to work on this?”

I stared at her, conflicted. I couldn’t tell my boss no, and there was no way I could write an expose on Declan. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.

We had just ironed things out between us, and now this?