I locked the bedroom door behind me and finally let out a huge, exasperated sigh.
I dropped my purse and briefcase to the floor. I’d pick them up and put them away tidily later. That hostile interaction had just depleted the last ounce of energy I had.
Alexander had been in his office. He heard me come in. His footsteps approached, and then he was there, swinging his office door closed behind him and saying, “Whoa. What’s going on? Are you okay?”
“We need to talk.”
“What is it?” he asked. “What’s wrong?”
“Your friend Iris just surprised me in the hallway as I was walking in from the car, and was highly inappropriate and disrespectful to me.”
His eyes went wide. “What happened?”
I had to close my eyes a moment and take a deep breath to keep myself calm.
“Here.” He came close
