A pouting Gerald entered his cubicle.
Carmen can clearly see his face since she went to the pantry to get her daily dose of coffee. Her second this morning.
“Everything alright, lover boy?” That was Lauren who was sitting next to him. Her eyes remained on the article she was working on.
She is an investigative reporter in The Border. A damn good one. That was Anthony’s words.
“One elevator is down.”
“Yeah. I saw it when I came in.”
“There was a long line coming up.”
A smirking Lauren faced the other columnist. She leaned on her chair. A smirk was plastered on her lips.
Carmen watched the two with interest as she sipped her coffee.
“You seemed down. You liked lines like that. Women poured in and give you an invitation.”
Gerald scowled. “That’s the problem, Lauren. Not even one
